DurAnorak (duranorak) wrote,
DurAnorak
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  • Mood: sad, and a bit lost
  • Music: 'Oxygène (Part 2)', Jean Michel Jarre.

Slightly more coherent version

There was a fairly monosyllabic expression of how much it all sucks here a while ago, but, eh. I'm all right, really. Just ill, which is one of my least favourite states of being; half the back of my throat is so swollen I could paint a small mural on it at the moment, and it hurts. Of course, I am too scared of doctors to go to a doctor about it, so I just have to keep drinking water and hope it'll go away on its own.

Some of Cambridge was a bit...well, y'know - but The Calling was saved from being a bleak night of watching people get [drunk/wound up/off with inappropriate tree-dwellers] by Chris, who appears to remain the only sane person in Cambridge. If only they came pocket-sized in boxes, etc etc.

But now I'm home, which is good, and The F Word is on tonight, which is good, obviously, and everything else I'll just. Hide from. I hate being ill.

Like many people, I expect, I feel strange for posting anything about myself at the moment; I don't have anything of my own to add to the memories of Tal, though. I'm reading everyone's.

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