Zwischen den Jahren

As soon as we got back from our Christmas visit to M’s parents, I got violently ill. This included vomiting all night long and lots more extreme bodily functions. I’m feeling somewhat better but I still have a slight headache and fever. The worst part about being sick all night are the fucked up dreams you have while hallucinating between trips to the bathroom. Recently I have been reading the latest issue of Visions and a book about European history. This influenced my hallucinations in such a way that conversations in my head sounded like indi-record store hipsters talking about European events:

Hipster 1: Man, anyone that signs to the Magna Carta is giving up a part of their soul. Such corporate wanks!
Hipster 2: Pffff…totally.

Ugh, I’m starting to feel sick again.