A full circle would be the description of my journey the past week... Seven days of sick. I slowly walk along the boundaries of this slim crater, one time around and I'm back at the bottom of the pit. I'm a normal casualty to the sickness, but it really likes me this time around... Who put sandpaper in my throat? Who shoved the sharpie up my nostrils? Who hung me upside down like a dead piece of meat? Oh wait sorry, that was me who let the sickness through my doors. Hm... I need better security. I don't know... Ha! Honey and tea will aid me in this damn "journey".
Really. I'm getting tired of formal foes breaking down the doors on my healthy body. It's healthy for a reason! Go make some other sucker sick! $#!† ∑˙å† †˙´ ƒ¨ç˚ ∂ˆ∂ ˆ ∂ø ∑®ø˜© †ø ∂´ß´®√´ †ø ∫´ ߈ç˚¡¡¡÷÷÷... Yeah go try to decipher that, then you can tell me I'm stupid. Then them or they or what ever it is can blabber on about their lives and act like people actually give-a-hoot about who their new brethren or mortal enemy is. Hey I've said that many times before, but I'm to lazy right now to go back and count. Hey maybe you could do my work for me, because I'm sick and you don't want to get sick-dude-spit all over you. Eh?
We appologize for our dilusional hobo-talk but we are behind in buisness at the moment.
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