Not Progress

You know, I hear it's flu season! I can't verify that, though; I've had the flu, and as such I have not been outside lately to check.

I've pretty much been completely bedridden since about last Monday or Tuesday; any time not spent out cold has been spent shivering, roasting alive, coughing up otherworldly throat-blockage monsters, and occasionally hearing my little brother enjoy Super Smash Bros. Brawl from a couple doors down the hall. It's been grand.

As late I'm better than I was the last few days, but I'm still nowhere near a hundred percent; my entire world boils down to an alternating pattern of phlegm and orange juice and wanting to die. So hopefully I'll be up and about within the next couple of days.