Creative congestion as usual

So much for this week's House club it seems .. three hours and we have 8 lines of e-mail to our landlord in New York to show for them. Skriehma is chugging down some Loperamide complaining about spare ribs he ate today and Caro is lying on the bed hardly moving a muscle .. something about swimming for 30 mins this afternoon .. oh well. Still want to write another e-mail to the head of the ED.