Sick

I bid everyone greeting from 6:20 in the morning.

I've been sick - rather, generally out of it - ever since the 48 Hour Film Festival in which I helped Team Nitro [Nitro Media?] make their film.
Well, I took part in the process of helping. Really, the only thing I operated was the clapper board.
But still, you know. That's... a somewhat important roll.

Anyway.

Now I've moved into the 'cough' stage of the illness, which feels like someones taken a rusty angle grinder and unceremoniously shoved it down my throat.
And most of the time I sound like an angry seal.