I'm not pulling my own weight right now.

I think I'm coming down with something. Maybe it's the swine-flu. I dunno. All I know is that I spent yesterday, working for less than 10% of the time and 60% just staring into the 3DsMax viewports trying to do something usefull (rest of the time spent hoarding up caffeinated-shugary goodness of coke and mocking about, hoping that some energy would manifest in me).

It's not just lack of enthusiasm. When I got home I was so tired I could bearly string together a thought more complex than "Me hungry, eat now. Then sleep." I went to bed before 9, got up an hour later than I usually do, and I still feel like there's a big wad of cotton where my brainbit 'suposed to be.

I want to apologize to my team. They're as always doing an excelent job, and that feels a lot less awesome when you're not contributing as much as you should. And we're so damned close to finnishing too. I'm still gonna work on what I've got in my lap right now. Speed not withstanding. Hopefully I'll bounce back quicklike. Again, sorry.

Damn you swine-flu, DAMN YOU TO HELL!