It's the electric thrill the rips through my spine every time Sarah Cracknell sings the chorus of Nothing Can Stop Us:

I've never felt so good, I've never felt so strong, Nothing can stop us now! (no no, no no)

The song turns up on far too many of my compilations, even though I often get the title wrong, adding the 'now' (I would link to evidence to the latest example of this, but I won't for fear of incriminating myself). Is it a declaration that nothing can stop us anymore, or that we are invincible only for this moment?

Once again, not a lot to talk about today. The window in my office appears to be slightly broken and refuses to shut properly. Not useful when it's below freezing outside. I decided to cut my office hours short by fifteen minutes and find somewhere offering warmth.

I have the tax forms of DOOM. They don't look all that scary, after a quick glance, but I'm sure there's a lurking horror somewhere between lines 1023 and 1320...