Hey, folks. SinSynn here.
Bein' sick is miserable, no doubt, but it does have some very small, teeny-tiny benefits.
Mainly that I can't do all the 'chore stuffs' that I normally do.
Grocery shopping? Am sick. No can do.
Doggy walkies? *cough, cough* What was that you said?
Trip to the Post Office to hit the P.O. Box? Can't do it I'm sick. And why do we have a P.O. Box anyway?
So basically, I'm treated like a Leper ('Get yer own food I don't wanna get yer sickness'), but I am left alone by The Crazy Lady I Live With. This is a boon in many ways.
Now because I'm sick, I can't be seen having too much fun. So doin' hobby stuffs is out of the question. Hard to pull off a convincing 'miserable moan routine' when yer painting a fig, or assembling a model.
What I can do is read books, uninterrupted, for hours on end. I can watch Netflix, and I can play video games...as long as I do it quietly. If I can shout 'OhMyGawd you camping whore,' I can probably walk the dog (iz Crazy Lady Logic...which is totally an oxymoron, but let's not go there, huh?).
So there I was, comfortably laid up, reading a book, emitting the proper amount of 'moans per hour.' Also Crazy Lady Logic- 'oh you stopped moaning for a while so you can probably walk the dog.'
The book was Aaron Dembski-Bowden's Betrayer, which yes I've read a buncha times and shaddup and don't you judge me. I was halfway through the Battle of Armatura, gleefully enjoying the antics of Kharn and Argel Tal as they tore into Ultramorons...Errr, I mean Ultramarines, when suddenly I was overwhelmed by the desire to whack something with a big ol' axe.
I totally felt the need to leap upon a group of enemies and scrape and claw and batter my way through them, hacking and cutting desperately as they inflicted wound after wound upon me. And then when they all lay dead at my feet, and I still stood, panting heavily and bleeding into my armor, I would pick up one of their severed heads and hold it defiantly aloft, reveling in my victory, and scream to the heavens...
'Skulls! Skulls for the XII Legion!'
...I'd just hafta do it quietly.
So I turned on my XBox...
|* I'll bet this guy never got nagged into late night doggie walks -_- *|