You’ll understand that at the end… Heh.
So, Anime. That which must be done in deep dark secrecy, and with much hand-washing afterwards. As if! Nay, we otaku verily revel in our sin and delight! What, us, wash our hands? Ha!
Well, only after watching hentai, anyway.
So maybe the Mysterious Illness is affecting my mind. It’s not that mysterious, its just a damn annoying spring flu that won’t go away, after a month. Even that’s not so mysterious; I foolishly failed to rest appropriately; tried to go back to work twice, and even went on a pre-planned vacation to New Orleans. Boy, if there’s anything worse than being too sick and old to enjoy the French Quarter, I don’t want to know what it is. So of course I relapsed something awful.
Oh well, spending a holiday weekend home sick let me catch up on my anime. Which might explain why I almost typed ‘loliday weekend,‘ but it wasn’t that either.