The Plague. I has it.


I’m just feeling generally run-down and tired. Out of sorts.

No work today because I was sleeping. My brain isn’t quite switched on so when I did open hob to start revising, I just looked at the words swimming before me for a while, and then closed the document.

Working like that isn’t going to achieve anything.

Instead I went to attack the blackjack jungle, and am covered in a stinging rash for my trouble.

Because I am a puerile creature, I was most amused when I opened a punnet of mushrooms today to discover one with an immensely thick stalk, so that the mushroom in question looked rather like a hopeful, pasty, fungoid penis. It amused me so much that I chopped it up and ate it for lunch.

Welcome to my life.

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