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I find it absolutely amazing how much a simple cold can take you out. I mean really. I'm lying here (Have I mentioned how much I love having a laptop? I shall lie here all day with Mogget and Cowboy Bebop and the internet and life will be as good as it can get whilst you are sneezing your brains out your ears.) feeling as though I should just suck it up and go to class, but no. Not happening.

Must. Baby. Self. So. That. I. Will. Be. Alive. This. Weekend.

Yes. On the upside- I have projects. *makes vague gestures with her hands* But I can't tell anyone about them, and it annoys me. Projects are meant to be shared and squeed over and although surprises are all very well and good, Gah. GAH!

Right. Time to get re-drugged.

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( Illness+ Boredom=Quix. )

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Illness is conducive to scanning. This picture is posted twice, because I am a dork and couldn't decide between the original pen, and the snazzy color version.

( Meet my muse. She's on fire. )