Sick

Me: (hack,cough,hack,hack.) You know what would be awesome? Sleep.

Con Crud: Fuck you. Here, have some more phlegm.

Me: (hack,Hack,cough,cough,HACK! thud.) Is that my spleen?



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I am still sick. Fever addled brain, congested sinuses and lungs above maximum capacity of fluids sick.

My head hurts so much, it would not surprise me if it cracked open like a chicken egg in a day or two revealing some elder god ready to bring insanity to the masses.

My apologies to anyone who has attempted to converse with me or contact me in the past few days. I can barely walk straight let alone maintain normal conversation skills.

I really would love to sleep. But with the coughing and the trouble breathing, it is a hard task to accomplish.

Thanks to Hulu, I have happy town and the 90s reboot of The Outer Limits to keep me company during these late night hours.