Hurray!

Due to mass ingesting of orange hi-c (Thank you, Daniel. You are my saviour.) and also chicken juice (read: Chicken soup in a big mug.), I am vast amounts of better right now! Hyatt be damned! I am back in full form to take over B-prefecture for Ir-u-pa-ra-zoooo! (Woot. Bad pictures. Bad pictures. I hate thissssss....)

I am an insufferable nerd. Wow. Don't you hate it when things like that hit you like a truck going eighty down the freeway laden with pineapples which ultimately crushes you because you are only a tiny tiny gopher in the middle of the street on the way A-KU-ROOOO-SU (read: across,) to see your aunt Bertha who is in failing health and coughs every time she tries takes a sip of her soup with is really only a water-based broth with pieces of spinach and celery floating in it?

Other than that, I got nothin'.

I am not that interesting when I am well.





(My appologies.)