I set up the TV for my first watching of the year - the half-hour making-of for The Two Towers - but while I was reading - just lying there peacefully, not hurting anyone - I got invaded. Old-skool ex-ressie boys, tipping my bed over and pelting me with stuffed toys. And then they dragged me back to their place. Two six-packs of beer were involved. Which would have been fine, except only two of us were drinking.

That was last night. Only now am I starting to feel human again.

But the night was worth it. More fun than I've had in a long time. Very saddening to think that it's almost over. Far too soon our time will be gone.

Five years seemed like forever. It wasn't.