The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes

[fluffymark]

Meeeeeeeh! Just what god have I offended??? I’m ill. AGAIN. I could so do without this. Not happy. Not at all happy here. *sniffles* *coughs*

Of course, I was a fool. Yesterday I woke up with a sore throat, and thought little of it. This morning it had reached nasty cough and spinning head stage, but I still thought myself well enough to work. So I went outside. And then the rain came down. Just what sort of crazy storm was that this morning? I was soaked in seconds. By the time I got to work I all my clothes were damp all the way through and I was COLD and WET and most thoroughly ILL. I’d no way of getting warm or dry. How stupid is that? So now I feel absolutely awful, not to mention foolish.

Don’t worry I don’t think I’m about to die, although the brightest comet since 1975 (Comet McNaught) should be blazing in the heavens tomorrow, which would be nice to see, but apparently it’s a bit of a bugger to actually see it, despite it being brighter than Venus (which means VERY BRIGHT indeed).

On the good side I’ve had a doseybat and a casby visiting this evening, and there was comfort pizza and comfort chocolate, and we watched My Neighbour Totoro and that helped make the world seem a nice snuggly place again. More evenings like that, please! *nods*

Hoping to still make it to Feeling Gloomy on Saturday and the evil-boardgames-at-the-Pembury on Sunday, but that obviously depends on me wanting to get out of a warm bed and venture outside. Which at the moment, looks unlikely, so I’m hoping to get better soon. Michael mentioned something about a scary recurring evil bug going around that needs antibiotics to fully cure. Antibiotics scare me. I don’t know why. They just do. Am feeling way too panicy! *eeeep*

Oh yes, yesterday I finally got to the infamous FOUNDRY. Which I’d heard all sorts of things about, it being some sort of bohemian anarchist art-gallery bar thing. And it’s all that, with crazy decor, graffiti, random art pieces everywhere, dolls hanging from the ceiling and so it’s truly a place of wonder to explore. Best of all, and the reason I finally got an excuse to go there, stompyfairy‘s art is currently being displayed there (Well done to you Emily, you’ve finally made it!) so get along there before Saturday to go see her art.

So how are you all? Still mocking me for being so amusingly awful at the anonymous limericks guessing game? Well I’m still guessing, and I’ll get you all in the end. One way or another I will! :P

Comments

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

Hope you feel better soon and get to see the comet!

[fluffymark]

But I'm still ILL! This is not good. Wah! AND I missed the comet as I've been mainly stuck inside. I'm not at all happy about this. :(

[gnimmel.livejournal.com]

Ah, but will Comet McNaught be brandishing its crystal tresses in the sky and with them scourging the bad revolting stars, eh? That's what I'd like to know. Unfortunately there's no high place near my work to go and look for it from....

PS I have yr lurgy.

[fluffymark]

I can only surmise that when Shakespeare came up with that immortal phrase bad revolting stars that he was feeling as crappy as I am right now. Or something. I've been way too ill to go comet-watching, sadly. And you've got the bardcamp-lurgy too. At least, that seems to be the most obvious explanation for it. Meh!

[the-elyan.livejournal.com]

Ah the Foundry. Many years since I was last there - perhaps I should go again. Is Gimpo still running the joint?

Let me know if you fancy meeting up in the next couple of weekends, as I am not aware of having any plans, and would be good to see you...

[fluffymark]

The Foundry is a lovely place! Yes you should go again. Don't know who runs it, but it's still a crazy place.

I'm still ILL as of now, so last weekend would have been a bit of a no-go area anyway, and I'm hoping I'll be good for next weekend. I've heard there might be games in the Pembury again on the Sunday, but aside from that I can't recall anything I should be doing.

[pinkdormouse.livejournal.com]

Feel better soon, you.

[fluffymark]

*hugs* Thank you! :) I'm still ILL, though! Although I'm sure I'm over the worst of it now.

[fluffymark]

Still ILL! Not good! Not good at all, as I've not been able to go comet-spotting. Meh! :(

The comet was visible shortly after sunset in wht west and before sunrise in the east. Sadly, I think it's swung around the sun now and is only visible from the southern hemisphere. :/

[(Anonymous)]

There was a young Mark, who was ill
So he took a "cure everything" pill
Side effects: there's a load
Well... you might just explode
So remember your friends in your will!

Hope you feel better soon! [Hugs]

[habitkicker.livejournal.com]

*applauds*

[fluffymark]

*giggles*

[habitkicker.livejournal.com]

Aw, poor the Fluffy! I'm ill too, it's not nice. :-(

Am in Coventry atm, which apparently is a good place to see the comet. That's about the only thing Coventry has going for it...

[fluffymark]

*hugs* I hope you're better now, sweetie I'm still ILL! This is not good at all, but I think I'm over the worst of it. Meh!

[taimatsu]

*cuddle* Poor you. Get well soon.

[fluffymark]

Thank you, darling. I'm still feeling ILL, although I'm sure I've got to be over the worst of it now. Hoping to see you once I'm feeling better!

[randomchris.livejournal.com]

I think we've both got the same virus, whatever it is - I left work early on Teusday, and Ash's bosses said "you're ill! go home!" to her yesterday. Bleurgh. (I think we can all come up with plausible theories as to how it got spread last weekend, ne?)

[fluffymark]

*hugs* to both you and ashfae. Hope you both get well soon It does seem suspiciously likely that we all got it from the same place. Wah! It's a really nasty one too, from the sound of it. I'm still ILL. :(

[antipodienne.livejournal.com]

Get well soon! (I'm sick too. Yuck. Think everyone is. Cross your fingers on the antibiotics thing.)

[fluffymark]

*nods* Everyone seems to be ill. *hugs* Get well soon. I'm still ILL today, although It doesn't seem to be getting any worse, so that's a good sign.

I don't do antibiotics. I'm just irrationally scared of them. I like the idea that my immune system should be able to deal with this stuff on its own, and well, I'm not dead yet.