Occasional readers of this blog might remember that i was previously quite sick; to be exact, i was ejecting fluids from my primary orifices at a frightening rate. I recovered, went back to work, and now I’m sick again. On New Year’s Eve.

This illness is slightly different, though. For instance, I have ahead full of what seems to be cotton, except in some kind of liquid form that defies all medications. I have also a searing pain in my chest that is exacerbated by coughing, which I do every 2.4 seconds. I have no desire to do anything except eat and sleep, and the idea of staying awake until midnight seems as likely an event as the appearance of the Stay Puft Marshmallow man at the Battle of Pelennor Fields.

More updates as they occur to me.

The theme for yesterday: explosive elimination.

The theme for today: consumption of fluids.

Jesus Christ I hate being sick.

A short exchange about Swizzlefilms,

with me (JebZingo) and the primary creator, Charlie (Pat haxor):

Pat haxor: i forgot how haggard those

older videos were

Pat haxor: i dont know how i made stuff

like that quality wise

Pat haxor: not content obviously

JebZingo: yeah, Bryce throwing up on

someone’s foot basically writes itself

A short exchange about Swizzlefilms, with me (JebZingo) and the primary creator, Charlie (Pat haxor):

Pat haxor: i forgot how haggard those older videos were
Pat haxor: i dont know how i made stuff like that quality wise
Pat haxor: not content obviously
JebZingo: yeah, Bryce throwing up on someone’s foot basically writes itself

A short exchange about Swizzlefilms, with me (JebZingo) and the primary creator, Charlie (Pat haxor):

Pat haxor: i forgot how haggard those older videos were
Pat haxor: i dont know how i made stuff like that quality wise
Pat haxor: not content obviously
JebZingo: yeah, Bryce throwing up on someone’s foot basically writes itself