SQUEEK. A small skeletal rat tugs gently but pointedly at my pants cuff, looking up at me with empty, rodent round eye sockets. SQUEEK.
I'm sick, go away. Oh wait, is that what you're trying to tell me? It doesn't take a sneeze rocket scientist to figgure out that I'm sick. Yes, yes, I'll do my job as a plauge rat and spread it around.
My throat hurts, my head aches, and my sinuses are slowly leaking something that I hope is not my brain in a liquified form. Its certianly bloody enough to be. My ears are clogged, which really sucks, but the worst part is that my lungs are aching painfully in my chest from the coughing I've been doing.
On the other hand, there is good news today. My order of La Fée absinthe came today, and is waiting for me to go purchase glasses and drive to it to drink it. The green fairy. Finally. I hope it was worth the money. So yeah, I will be getting very drunk this weekend at some point.
The fun bit is that I've started playing a LJ rpg run by a friend of mine, which should prove interesting. I'm playing a Virtual Adept in a very broad range of universe mixes, using a very loose system of rules. It should prove to be quite fun.
That's it for now, hopefully the alcohol will help kill off the evil things causing me to be sick.