1 knife in the heart. 2 in the stomach.

Haven't been writing for a couple of days as I struggled a little with a bout of stomach flu, or food poisoning, or whatever the hell it was that turned my digestive system upside down. Anyway I'm back, well... mostly anyway.

Moving on to gripe of the day. Handwriting. Sure, everyone has their own personal style and quirks. But please please please remember when you are writing something with the expectation of someone reading it, WRITE LEGIBLY. What's the bloody use of writing when nobody else can read it.

Alright enough of the bitching and moaning from me. Back to working on that assignment...