I got sick.
I tried not to let it happen, but it did. I mean, it might not have, you know? By which I mean this might not count as 'sick'--I might just be 'under the weather' or 'euphemised'. Classification depends on how I wake up tomorrow. This is day two of 'undertheweatherness', though, and I'm trying to take things easy and heal up.
Because fuck losing a week or two of time. Two days is bad enough (and will be bad enough if I skip out on writing tomorrow as well as today, which is most likely).
Gonna catch a long sleep now.