Illness isn’t fun, turns out. I don’t get ill very often, so when I do, it’s always a deeply unpleasant experience rediscovering how terrible it is. This week, I’ve been suffering from a new! exciting! kind of illness, one that goes on all week and changes symptoms day to day. This is the longest I can remember any illness lasting for, and it’s starting to get really annoying. The current symptoms are sore throat/cough, runny nose, and the titular ear infection, the only symptom I don’t think I’ve ever suffered before, and the most off-putting, because it’s started interfering with my hearing in that ear, which is getting more that a little irksome. It’s miserable, and the disease’s irritating reluctance to stop caused me to delay my triumphant return to Brighton, because while ill I didn’t really feel like leaving place with all the tea made for me and free food, but a) my brother was really starting to get on my nerves and b) I’ve got Stuff To Do here. But I am back, now, and Brighton has greeted me with typical affection: by having the washing machine leak. If I hadn’t had my eyes open, it probably would have flooded the kitchen. The other problem with illness of this kind is that it saps your will to write. I was only able to summon the effort for one measly paragraph, and I wasted that on bitching about how unpleasant it was feeling a bit ill. Never mind. Tomorrow, I’m hosting a fighting game tournament, and will hopefully be feeling a little less malaised. I’ll write about videogames or something similarly uplifting.
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A-levels and suchlike
Well, I got my results today*. They weren’t bad – not enough to get me to my first choice (UEA) but enough for my insurance (Brighton), and that’s fine by me. I get to go and live down by the seaside! However, today I have been taught some salutary lessons I would like to share. Continue reading
links for 2011-07-11
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