Yes, 'tis true.

I have decended into a fugue state of hallucination, and now every waking moment is a tortured dream; filled with regret and dark memory from the past.

Well, not really. But I do have a cold, and it sucks. I'm losing my voice and I'm coughing all the time, my nose is running and my sinuses ache, it's a pretty annoying cold.
Even so, I write this from work, heh.

So, I'm nearing 3000 pageviews. That's pretty sweet. I remember a while back (like a year ago) that I promised to upload celebratory drawings at each interval of a hundred. I guess I underestimated my own ability to procrastinate and rationalize apathy. "A drawing for every hundred is too much work - it was an unrealistic goal in the first place; lets all just play video games with wanton abandon."
And so on, and so on.

Maybe if I get some energy (and some people that care enough to encourage me) I'll draw a 3000 page view thing, as a thankyou to all ya'alls that visit and watch.

(What dost thou thinkest about this journal? I thought it was neat...)




(It's not swine flu, by the way)