My Head is Full of Numbers and Gunge

It's nice to have a job that allows me to work from home, and handy, due to an on-going issue with my back that has occasionally prohibited me from getting into the office.

Certainly, there are advantages: cosy, familiar surroundings; comfy couch; coffee on tap; access to YouTube, Netflix and Steam (just for use during my lunch break, you understand).  I don't even have to worry about rush-hour.

That said, I often find it difficult to focus (curse you, YouTube, Netflix and Steam), and it's not quite as practical as my office set-up, where I have a proper mouse & keyboard, and separate monitor for my laptop.  I could, of course, hook said laptop up to the mouse, keyboard and monitor I'm using right now, but as my home set-up consists of my PC being plugged into the lounge TV, and the couch being further than the reach of a monitor cable, it wouldn't work (besides, I don't want to sully my TV with work-stuffs; that's just not right).

Add to that the fact that, this week, it has been by sinuses rather than my back that has me home-bound, and it's not all as rosy as you might have first imagined.

Yes, I have a cold.  And it sucks.  Now, I'm not as bad as some when it comes to dealing with a cold - I typically don't start scrawling my Last Will & Testament with a frail, tremulous hand, as the bony claw of the Grim Reaper drags me through a man-flu mire of snot, sweat and tears - but I'm hardly all sunshine and rainbows either.  Not least because I was looking forward to some karaoke on Friday.

I am a 35 year-old male, and neither a student nor Japanese, so I'm perhaps not the usual demographic for a karaoke night, but I enjoy it nonetheless.  My standards are Billy Idol's Rebel Yell, The Beatles' Come Together, Bobby Darin's Mack the Knife and, if I'm feeling brave, Foo Fighters' All My Life.

Recently, however, I've had a hankering for this:



Ambitious, I know, but it's stunning!

Sadly - quite apart from the fact I'd be surprised if it was on the list - even with my cold on its way out, I'm not sure I'll be in a fit state for it (especially that finale).  Let's face it, whether I'd be up to at my peak is a question few music lovers would want to risk me answering...

And this isn't the only untried track on my mucus-filled mind right now:



Don't make things easy on myself, do I?