The Engine, She Runs

Listening To: my own laboured breathing. laboured, i tell you.
Watching: the landing light flicker. or, possibly flickr. but i doubt it, as i've never seen it with a camera.

i think i will have the flu forever. i think i've become Flu-girl. i've had this strange sub-power (like a super-power but less fun) of flueyness for a month on and off, and i'm well fed up. it's sapping my funniness. also my general sense of self. i mean, who was i before this virus? was i ever not thus? am i just a collection of memories? in that case, i definitely paid too much for my broadband this month.*

anyhoo, this entry could very well have been titled "notes from a small island... of germs!!! mwahahahaha!!!!!" - but we have Xine for that.

ba-ziing.

*ah, plagarism - the last refuge of a flu-ridden comedien(ne). thank you mr. konigsberg. thank you.

Best Advertisment Of The Hour: "wil je een magneet zijn voor sexy vrouwen?" i was tempted to google translate, but i'd rather let the mystery be.
Interesting Phobia Uncovered: dendraphobia. the fear of trees, or the forest. thanks, wikipedia!