Whatever was sneaking up on me Friday turned into full-blown influenza Sunday morning. I’ve been spending my time alternately dreaming and hallucinating; I’m not sure which I’m typing this in. I want to sit up but can only do it in five minute stretches.
Two dreams I remember, but… body wants me to lie back down so they will have to wait.
I’d like to direct you to Mythokia’s impressions of his first 16 days in Singapore’s National Service. It’s a surreal depiction of life in what’s supposed to be a giant, two year bonding exercise for all of Singapore’s men.
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September 29th, 2008 at 9:14 am
Eek! That chicken noodle soup didn’t seem to help eh.. *HUGS* Please get better soon.
September 29th, 2008 at 1:22 pm
Get well please…my RSS misses you!
September 29th, 2008 at 7:58 pm
My wife told me that I had spoken in tongues one time when I was pretty sick.
Apparently I said some crazy stuff like, “No. The chicken is sitting in the garage and my keys are in the blender. Right Honey?!”
Jason (resident drunken idiot of Channel Massive)
September 30th, 2008 at 2:22 am
Do get well soon Tipa! Sorry to hear that you’re in such a state.
September 30th, 2008 at 10:23 am
Hope you get feeling better soon Tipa!!
September 30th, 2008 at 4:58 pm
Get felling better soon Tipa!!!
/hugs from Gnewt!!!
October 1st, 2008 at 3:44 am
I was going to berate you for malingering but then I noticed that you haven’t posted for two days. You must be “really” sick. Commiserations Tipa. Hope them bugs give up the fight and depart soon.
October 1st, 2008 at 7:25 am
And I still feel kinda crappy. I tried to go into work yesterday — AFTER finding I had a flat tire — and it was like cotton was in my head, and not the kind of cotton you can think with. The other kind.