Pestillence

A 4-post collection

Saturday, Whoopsy Doopsy

Don't expect a lot out of me, today.

  1. I managed to cut myself whilst futzing around with bread organisation, yesterday [Typos +5]
  2. After finishing my daily tale, I proceeded to play Dressmaker
  3. Until A QUARTER PAST MIDNIGHT
  4. For reasons unfathomable to me, I don't feel very well today.

I think I might write my tale and take a nap. [And probably play more Dressmaker when I wake up]

I might take a nap and then write the daily tale.

I might write half now and finish it later

Thursday, House of Pestillence

Mayhem has a lingering Lurgi, this time. He might be starting to believe in the power of sanitising communal keyboards and may begin to believe in sanitising his hands before touching food or his face.

Time will tell.

Pseuducku news: It's not me, it's the app. My trouble with sound files is a bug in Stencyl that needs fixing, not anything I was fucking up. Yay?

So alongside doing yesterday's rant that I forgot, I shall now make room for a side

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Friday, House of Pestillence

Mayhem didn't listen to my good advice on shaking his lurgi. He's taking that good advice today. By Monday, he'll be back at work.

I'm going to try Stencyl again. Unriddling the sound issue is a complicated problem that includes converting files to other formats and stripping their metadata. I tried finding or making copies of the extant sound files, but... that's something I must mess about with.

I will find a way.

Maybe not today, maybe not next week, but I

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House of Pestillence

We have a tummy bug in the house. Beloved copped it the worst, and the shaking finger of suspicion points solidly at the bacon we had in our dinner on Thursday night. They have been able to eat real food on Friday, but only for dinner.

It's nasty, whatever this is. I don't think it's entirely the bacon's fault. It could well be a contributing factor in lowering body reserves etc. etc.

I've crashed hard enough to catch chicken pox three more

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