I haven't seen the sun for an eternity.

Okay, a week, but all human eternities are subjective. And I caught a glimpse of it on Thursday when I took a break to go play the ever-popular Be Nice To The Girlfriend To Avoid Her Dumping Me game. But otherwise, the sun has been steadfastly avoided, as every day I played Troika's latest until gone five in the morning, entered a torpor until the early afternoon, only to raise and find - thanks to the encroaching British Winter - the Sun has already disappeared. It's bad. I've taken to injecting vitamin D to prevent my organs prolapsing out of my body in greasy coils in protest.