Today I've been somewhat less than my usual hale and hearty self
Not realising that I was in fact sick I attended classes and had the joy of taking notes through a hacking cough
, a fever
, slight hallucinations
(I misred "accomplishments" as "Canada
"), headaches, and so on.
Though the reeling sensation spinning slightly on this chair produces is not wholly unpleasant.
Me: (speaking to friend) Yeah, so I'm never sick except for this one time of year, every year.
Friend: Why's that?
JC: (placing thankfully cool hand against forehead) Because it was on this day, all those years ago, that The Witch King stabbed me in the shoulder with a morgul blade.
F: (sarcastic but sympethetic) Ha ha, you're really funny. You know that?
So anyway, my immune system has taken its yearly leave of absence and if it doesn't return and cure me within two days I'll be like this through a nine-hour bus ride (as enjoyable as this is normally, I imagine it'll be even moreso when I feel like my skull is going to rupture).