OH GOD

[20thcenturyvole]

Am horrifically sick. Well, no, not horrifically - just all feverish and exhausted. Now have a cold on top of freakin' wisdom tooth, and head, in addition to being all sore and hamster-faced, is stuffed full of snot and barbed wire and little imps with pickaxes. I would like a new head, please

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[20thcenturyvole]

Heh. Sympathy vibes recieved. I feel a bit better now that I've eaten something - with a shower and tea, I may even feel something approaching human soon.

[missrebeccaa]

The Alex! Poor the Alex! T and Chris are moving things out of No. 21 forever (wah!) and I'm having a cup of tea. I do hope you're feeling better. Everyone sends their love. Chris says: "Big it up, A machine." Tristan sends his Edwardian regards. We love you!

B.

[20thcenturyvole]

*sneezes pathetically*

Thank you. I send my Edwardian regards right back to Tristan, and vaguely gangsta but nevertheless affectionate things to Mr Christopher. Tell them to bend with their knees.

*stares at icon* I will be HEALED by MIFFY! In the meantime, I will suck it up and go in today, 'cause I've only got two classes. Bah.

[troyswann]

I am sending you a fembot with a fruit smoothie-making attachment. Please wear the safety goggles while she's at it, is all I'm sayin'.

Poor messed up head.

*gentle pat*

[20thcenturyvole]

My own smoothie-making fembot? Really? ... Can she look like Inara?

Ahh, head. So not helped by the builders right outside my window. Hammers and drills, oh my. *hides under covers*

[lizzie_and_ari]

Poor Alex. Hugs and stuff from us.

[20thcenturyvole]

I bestow upon you a great sneeze of thanks.

*waves tissue pitiably*