Today was much in the same vein as many other days. You begin to suspect something's wrong when you can't even boil eggs anymore.

I was feeling somewhat sick this morning. My throat. But I refuse to believe that I'm sick again already. And I bet work would too. So I went to work. And my throat kept getting better and better all day. I don't know if I'm getting sick. And I don't know if I should hope for it or not. But I know my throat is going to be hurting again tomorrow. It builds up during the night. Maybe I should start shutting the windows soon...

Didn't really do much. Anker has had a bad reaction to his new medicine. Cafer was nowhere to be seen. So I was mulling about. Trying to look busy. Staying in the hall. When Cafer and Anker aren't at work the big hall is usually empty. So I can lie down on a table and stretch my aching body and pretend to dream of rest.

Yes, it's exciting. And Peter ComputerGuy decided to go run errands, leaving me in charge of the computer room. That involved telling a couple of kids that it was closed and they should come back later. When Peter isn't there they aren't allowed in. I can't handle people. But I had fun on my own in there. Reading various message boards. And playing Natural Fawn Killers. Kill kill kill.

So another full and giving day today. Wonders of wonders.

Do you want to see what I do with my free time? Yes? I'm Zwan Zwan Hummingbird making an idiot of myself on the leet as fuck zwanphoria. Refresh it if it doesn't load. Or don't.

Oh my hoodie and the boobfish I love Zwan a lot. I'm not listening to anything else these days. I think that conclusively proves that I am unable to dislike anything Billy Corgan does. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. But I'm liking it anyway. Even the jesus song. J-E-S-U-S. Amen.

Yup. My head is going to explode. Goodnight.

np: zwan - jesus, I