I was down with a particularly vile brand of flu the last week - snotty, coughing, feverish, sore and with colossal headaches every other day. So, just couldn't find the oomph to post anything about Rotterdam, or indeed anything at all. I watched Nadal scrape and claw his way through the draw, avoided Murray when humanly possible. Watched Firefly meanwhile, which I promised to  and myself to do a while ago. Read Gene Wolfe's Knignt. Grinded away at German conjugations.

Today though, matches were finished relatively early, and I'm feeling better, so here goes.

( Murray d. Nadal )

( Mauresmo d. Dementieva )

Now, to the Internet-worshipped cult hit that is Firefly

( I liked the movie better )
Now in personal news, mom's new medication went over very well - blood parameters all improved (haemoglobin is almost norm) and she got rid at last of the weakness and anemia that were torturing her since spring. I almost danced around the room when she called me with the news. And she resumed working, which is no small feat with her condition. And they baptized my niece yesterday. She is now officially Anna, and she can sit up already! I can't beliveve that I've not seen her yet.