Everytime I drink my coffee and it washes over me with no effect on my eyeballs whatsoever, I flash-back over to my days as a medic trainee at the training sheds where we'd be forced to attend to fake victims of various fatal injuries and we'd have these verbal procedures like, Hello hello sir, are you okay. (I'm not kidding, we had to say hello twice, and there was an actual script for all medics to memorise) And if the guy doesn't say anything, I'd have to look up to my instructor sergeant and tell him, Patient is unresponsive. And the guy would be rolling his eyes and scratching his balls and I'd be totally unmotivated to go on. And my sergeant would be like, Umm excuse me, your patient is dying. And I'd be like, OMG SIANZ!!! But today is not one such day, for the coffee I just swallowed is making me feel oh sooooo good and my eyeballs are wonderfully responsive!
I'm down with a really bad flu, courtesy of this awesome weather we've been having. But I'm stuffing myself with many many pills so hopefully I'll be up and about by tomorrow :)
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