Contrary to popular opinion/wish I'm not dead yet (in the eventuality that anyone noticed). Rumours of my assimilation have also been greatly overstated. My past 72 hours have consisted of hot, sweaty, unwilling to get out of bed, totally exhausted. No, I haven't found a nympho fuck buddy, I've just been annoyingly ill. Some sort of flu variant I'd bet, but basically a not very nice state. Hallucinatory-like dreamstates, no appetite - I'm only just eating again now - it's not exactly fun and games. My immune system seems to work most of the time, but every 6 months or so it seems to totally collapse and I'm effectively dead for a few days. My balance isn't exactly A1 right now as it is - I'm fine until I start to move, then it all goes to shit. I think if I do go in tommorrow (probable) I may well walk instead of biking, as if I bike right now I'm liable to hit someone.
Gah.
Gah.
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