perevision

"Graham, I'd like you to sing the words of Marvin Gaye's 'Sexual Healing' to the tune of 'Two Little Boys'." Humphrey Lyttleton, I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue

Better today, enough to bake some work in Sculpey for Illustration and write 300 words of thesis. Not much, considering I should have been well three days ago. But every time I felt well enough to go to school, I always came back home with a fever. I've lost an entire bloody week of work, not counting housework and normal errands &c. Still, slept most of today and actually felt like eating something besides crackers, oatmeal and tea.

Apparently I'm not alone--every time I went to school there was someone blowing their nose, or coughing, or hoarse, or not in school at all. Nobody's having a very good winter. Some classmates and I agreed that we wished we could just spend the entire term in the bathtub.

Will be more cheerful and productive soon, promise. In fact I managed to get some character designs down for a cathartic comic I'd discussed with