Waves feebly

[blamebrampton]

I have been ill. And overworked. But mostly ill.

A short time before Mr Brammers gave me his virus, he decided we should switch ISPs. In theory this was a good idea, in actuality, it was weeks of me having no internet. While dying. I tried to read a book. It was Wolf Hall. It fell on my face every time I every time I felt faint. Alas, I felt faint quite a bit. That is one big bloody book. I took to reading Agatha Christie paperbacks instead. Lovely and thin.

I have an enormously long post on Australian politics coming up in the near future. I do not have one on the current fandom brouhaha, though I do think satire is the appropriate response to both. I have a dream in which rationality is commonplace, but in the words of the Ruddbot, that's:

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You're ill too often for such a fit active healthy lively person! All his fault, eh.


(A brouhaha? Fandom? One?)

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Mr Brammers gives me all the worst plagues! It's impossible to avoid them when he coughs over me all night, the poohead.

Heh .One. You're totally right :)