So. I think my adventures in Nagasaki decreased my white blood cell count or something equally preposterous. Monday night I started getting a sore throat. I’ve had it all day today. I’m battling an oncoming cold with every ounce of my being–eating tons of healthy vegetable-y things, ginger, and tomorrow I’m buying a liter of vitamin C and drinking it all. (Well, maybe 500ml.)
The moral of the story is, though I’d planned to tell you guys about my recent-found only-slightly-qualified love for Magic Under Glass, instead I lazed about this evening by alternately dicking around on Sooz’s recommended steampunk costume shops or attempting to fix the ending of Singular. (Which is, I believe, getting better.) I managed to add about 2000 words somehow. But I’m gonna have to cut at least 4000, I think. Cross your fingers that the net word count stays above 70,000.
And FINALLY. I’ve been freaking out about Ava, ‘The Tank,’ and my upcoming fan dancing performance. I uploaded a video of my fan dancing teacher to YouTube just so I could watch it whenever I’m feeling particularly neurotic. Which is all the time. The ending is cut off because I only have a 1gb SD card. What can I say? I rarely use my point-and-shoot.
Hope you guys have better luck than me fighting the common cold! Cross your fingers that I get better by Friday, as I’m booking it to the nearest big city for some good times with friends. 😀