*cougheth*

Apparently, my throat won't stop annoying me. Up until God knows when, it throbs like mad, proving that there's something worse than being a lazy writer: being a lazy writer with hell on the back of his tongue.

I could exploit this so I won't have to speak for the rest of the year but I don't think I can tolerate the pain that long. The fact that coughing forces the back of my head to hurt as well doesn't help. I get easily annoyed and with this short temper of mine, that's a REALLY bad thing. Let me explain: I have 1/2 the fuse length of a normal person during normal days and now with this painful annoyance I get that 1/2 fuse length cut to another 1/2 making it 1/4 the fuse length of a normal person. Hey, look! I made Math!

...I can make Math but I can't even write something decent. Way to go, Shakespeare!

† Jofer