Bashy use best English for apology. Ok, as you guys know (I’m not sure if you care) I've been away for a pretty good while, leaving steak to do a daily all by himself. Now this is hugely selfish of me, and I promise a proper comic today or tomorrow, since tomorrow is my mum’s birthday.
A lot of things have been happening in my life, after my first little hiatus I learned that I had to endure another 2 weeks of school after the exams were concluded, which seemed utterly pointless to me. Anyway, after those weeks were over, I was the happiest I had ever been in a long time, it was finally over! And I was ready to churn out more god-awful comics to entertain random people for 5 or so seconds. The first thing that I saw was that steak was still in the middle of one of his story arcs (eugh). And I needed to give him a chance to finish. I had better things to do, so I left him to it, and started enjoying the holidays. By Tuesday of the first week problems started to arise, the most major of which was that my mum had one of those explosive urges to control every little thing I do, and started working me frantically around the house, with the apex of her birthday party on Saturday. By Thursday I became very ill. There is a flu going round with really odd symptoms. It affects some people like a normal cold, sniffily nose, sore throat, boring boring etc. But for me it struck me like a full blown pneumonia. My glands were so sore I couldn’t move my neck, every minute id cough up a huge ball of unnaturally green mucus and every half hour a putrid heap of matter the consistency of pig offal, which was a horrid grey colour and clearly had a lot of blood in it. If I tried to get out of bed I would start shivering and more than 5 seconds not covered by a blanket I would convulse in what seemed like an epileptic fit brought on my the uncontrollable chattering of my teeth. When I needed to go to the toilet I would run to the basin but end up throwing up instead of what I meant to do when I got there, after which I would wipe my mouth and run back to bed before I started convulsing again, at night id stay awake for hours not being able to sleep, and when I finally did reach unconsciousness it would only be for an hour or two. I would wake up in a freezing sweat and, depending on if id eaten anything, throw up again.
I am still very sick, not as sick as that, that only lasted for a day or two, but the symptoms have lasted almost a week, I am very sorry to all of you. Hope you don’t catch the hell which I had to suffer through. Peace.
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