Apparently antidisinformation.com is going to be down for a while, so I thought I'd squeeze in a journal entry, seeing as there's only a few hours left to one of my university final exams, an' all.

I am unable to breathe at all through my right nostril and haven't been able, for days now. I sit at my desk, reading through reams of Schleiermacher and Kant (CAN!) and Hegel and Levinas, all the while making walrus noises as I absent-mindedly try to clear it. What's UP? There don't even seem to be any bogies up there.

In other news, I was clearing out an old chest in my bedroom today (no, I wasn't scraping the lungs of the elderly) when I encountered a small ball of fluff. When poked, it sprang to life and leapt to my face. It appears it was some sort of miniature person - very angry, but colourfully dressed. The miniature person, obviously a touch cranky after its long nap, gouged out my right eyeball sans provocation. What's a girl to do?

And that's why I can't make it to the exam in the morning.

Yes. That will do nicely.

neuro-praxis -- A Pirate, Yeeeaaargh