Black Doggerel

Hah. I should know better by now than to brag about my superior immune system to someone who's coming down with the flu. Less than six hours after saying that, I have a sore throat, swollen glands, a runny nose and an uncontrollable urge to spend the next three days under a duvet - not that the last symptom is anything very unusual for me.

*cough* *hack* cough* *splutter*

I've also been having some annoying computer issues - Charlotte's RAM suddenly went from 340-something MB to 128MB overnight for no discernable reason (glitch in the Matrix? Nac MacFeegle? Kryptonite? Wormhole aliens?) and it's made everything very shaky - Firefox crashing twelve times a day and so on and so forth. So I haven't been online very much, and I'll probably carry on not being online very much for the time being. Doesn't mean I don't love you all, just means the Internet's a bit broken. See you when it (and I) are better.

The day after boasting about my killer immune system, of course, I come down with Mum's fucking bronchitis - talk about hubris and nemesis, yes?

*hack, cough, cough, hack, ACK*


I make up for not being ill very often by complaining an awful lot when I am, though. Prepare for a lot of whining until it passes...