Friday 12 December 2008

My internal organs: A life story

There haven't been many posts this week, and what has been called forth to this bleak manifesto has been posted when I have been... improperly equipped to make fair or impartial judgements. There has also been a total lack of relevant content, which is not to be unexpected when I am the sole poster for a week.

For all of these things I blame Balai.

You see, Balai has been ill for the whole week, the local news indicates that his dwelling has been infiltrated by a modern day analog of mustard gas. Not so much that he couldn't make a public appearance yesterday, but enough to put him out of commission for the rest of the week, today included. Then the bastard had the cheek to take the time I saw him yesterday as an opportunity to propagate his foul lurgy, so now I've spent both today and yesterday groaning and clenching my stomach.

It actually feels like the left side of my brain and my small intestine have been having an affair with each other, and have now decided to run away. My large intestine has given chase of course, that's what he does, it is all he knows. Meanwhile, the remaining, right half of my brain is busy sulking in a corner, and constantly reporting to my consciousness that is actually on fire, regardless of what my eyes are telling me, because 'Screw them man, our eyes have always been liars'. He does have a point there, I will give him that.

We had hoped to have a rough outline of zombietopia's tutorial done by the end of this week, this hasn't been achieved, I'll leave the details down to you guys.

You should have seen the curse that flew right by you

2 comments:

  1. Yeah sorry about that...
    Don't worry though it'll stick around for a week so you'll get used to it.

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  2. That's reassuring, I was under the impression that I didn't even have that long left to live. This means I need not spend any more time compiling my will.

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