Virus

You'd think that after being bedridden for almost a week, suffering from a virus that causes sore throat, swollen glands, and fever, coupled with two canker sores which have to be numbed with ointment in order to eat, drink, or talk for more than a few syllables, I'd take to writing like a fiend, crafting these long, eloquent posts, sort of like how Kanye wrote part of his first album while in the hospital with his jaw wired shut, except that since I don't rap, and all I've been doing for the past week is rewatching the films of Studio Ghibli, just sort of stagnate, and even now, sick but feeling somewhat better, I can't bring myself to bring a period because I know I'm so drained I only have one sentence in me so I might as well milk it for all its worth, since I only posted once I think all of last week, which is a poor record to have, even if you do have a doctor's note excusing you from work.