Not a joke!

Um, so I’ve just woken up, and that dangly-thing in my throat is roughly twice it’s regular size, and now I can’t speak or breathe very well. What the fuck??

Edit: guess I’m off to the hospital… I wonder what they’re like here in London?

Edit again: question answered – it’s the biggest fucken hospital I’ve ever seen. It’s like a city, crazy-impossible to find your way around when you’re half-asleep and the sun hasn’t even come up.


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    My name is Bobby.

    I write about random things a lot. I write a lot about random things.

    I write occasionally for Smashing Magazine and the London Community News online, and weekly for Interrobang, the student voice newspaper at Fanshawe College in London, Ontario.

    I've also been published by the Canadian University Press.
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