crawling back.
i'm slightly delerious, and not making much sense. but that's alright. feeling plaguey, so no work for me. instead, i'll make a dogged attempt at doing something productive despite the viral infection i can feel seeping from my every pore, then likely end up on the sofa watching movies for the rest of the day.
hey, at least i'm realistic.
hey, at least i'm realistic.
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:: plagues up place ::
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:: starts brewing ::