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I got sick. Crippling pains, etc. Unable to move. I couldn't even make it from my bed to my computer. Well, I could have if I'd tried, but it seemed like an invalid and listen to Muse's Absolution on repeat. Although this music combined with fever did fuck with my dreams a little.

I'm going to do a mission to get emergency illness supplies soon. Apparently my flatmates didn't think to buy me anything in my time of need, even though I yelled at them that they had to.

I might make use of this downtime and get some catching up of my creative life done. In between sleeping of course.

I have about five songs to finish up, and numerous things to do to this InternetMachine. But first, a shower and some Lemsip.