Balls!

Balls! Where have you got yoselves to? Come back! Please!

I hate not having balls. That was a total chance. Chances don't present themselves too often. 

Those damned finals are finished. Surprisingly good marks on my Mythology one. Eros, I'm going to blame you.

Cough has significantly worsened. My throat has an awful feeling that reminds me of those dreaded doctor visits that involve a tongue depressor being shoved as far down as that muhfucka will go. Fortunately I'm the son of a tea connoisseur. Helps somewhat. 

Overall shitness. I look a lot, but nothing. Zip. 

I am pointless.

Tomorrow:

-ernesto

-get better

-write/talk