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Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Resistance is futile 

The Morning After, I can't help but feel awful.

Get your minds outta the gutter.

Morning after fencing with the onset of flu bug and everything is out of kilter. The body was screaming its protests this morning, and I quite literally felt like the walking dead. A 2 hour nap did little to alleviate the situation, and resulted in low grade pyrexia instead.

Whinge, whinge, complain. Anyhow the worst has come and gone, and thanks to two paracetamol I now feel human again. Paracetamol has this strange effect on me - it's not just antipyretic, but makes me perspire heavily. Maybe this is a normal effect; I've never actually asked anybody how it works on them - but surely the antipyretic pathway just... lowers fevers? Mmm.

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MrBrown's post on my little HDB rant resulted in an interesting (albeit flippant) comment from someone writing that perhaps it's all part of a conspiracy theory to force people out of flats.

I don't agree. If anything, it's all part of a conspiracy theory to setup people for the next great round of (voting for) HDB upgrading!

Drumroll...

Repainting flats sensible colours!

Okay, that was lame.

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In still other news, it seems Moldyvort now "scans normal text" for direct or oblique references to herself.

Bugger.

Re-minisce watches large sphere and cube-shaped objects flying towards his head.

Resistance is futile. You shall be assimilated...

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