  felt tip my condition is getting worse. not only has the tonsilitis overcome my powers of speech, it has given me a few truckloads of voice breaks. the only words i can utter now are probably, say, ten zillion octaves lower than that sickening urlLink B-flat black hole. then i start choking on the phlegm. not that i don't want to go to school for another round of boring lessons until 3pm, then to maya's to insult his battered ego, and back home to a warm, comfortable nest... but... i'm on a bloody MC until wednesday. wednesday inclusive, actually. which is just as well, since i can't really talk now. my only forms of communication with the human world are as follows: throat clearing noises, spitting noises, and whistling. i kid you not, my friends: with stupid tonsils that have been inflamed beyond control by the SCDF, i can still whistle. phhhweeet. phweeeet. and i love slugs. ah never mind. good night. 
