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5 December 2005
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5 December 2005 16:29Slept all afternoon. I got back from DCE, talked to Renny, sat for a bit listening to music, was overcome with cold, and went to 'get warm' on the couch. That was at 11:30ish. I was asleep by 12, and I slept until 4:20, when my mom came in. Felt cold and shivery. Took my temperature--it was 99.6. So much for my fever being broken. My neck hurts on the outside too, and it's starting to hurt on the inside now.
While I was asleep, I had a fever dream that me, Fil, Nos, Elcor, and Val found out that Ragnaros' strength and HP depended entirely on the makeup and power of the group that was facing it. So we made level one characters on this PvP server to test it, only there was world PvP on this server for some reason. Long story short, we killed Ragnaros with five level one characters. There was this uproar when we came back, and then these two level ten human rogues tried to kill us for thinking of it first. My perspective shifted, and then I -was- Shael trying to get through them and get to my... dorm? Weird. So I got through them just barely, didn't have time to check for the others, and ran to my dorm. Which has been my dorm for the last four college oriented dreams I had. But it's not my real dorm. For one, this one is co-ed, and it's just a huge old room with a bunch of queen-size bunkbeds in it. I was living with Sean (Patrick's roommate), Micah, Christina (from elementary school), and Jeb, I think. There were more. It was strange. Anyway, I made it in my dorm with my mom and sister (who consistently go in the wrong way every time). Then I can't remember what happened.
Long story short, I have to make props, so I can't rest unless I want my stressed mom to yell at me and infer that it's my fault I'm sick and I'm just doing it to be perverse when really I just want to fall over and die.
While I was asleep, I had a fever dream that me, Fil, Nos, Elcor, and Val found out that Ragnaros' strength and HP depended entirely on the makeup and power of the group that was facing it. So we made level one characters on this PvP server to test it, only there was world PvP on this server for some reason. Long story short, we killed Ragnaros with five level one characters. There was this uproar when we came back, and then these two level ten human rogues tried to kill us for thinking of it first. My perspective shifted, and then I -was- Shael trying to get through them and get to my... dorm? Weird. So I got through them just barely, didn't have time to check for the others, and ran to my dorm. Which has been my dorm for the last four college oriented dreams I had. But it's not my real dorm. For one, this one is co-ed, and it's just a huge old room with a bunch of queen-size bunkbeds in it. I was living with Sean (Patrick's roommate), Micah, Christina (from elementary school), and Jeb, I think. There were more. It was strange. Anyway, I made it in my dorm with my mom and sister (who consistently go in the wrong way every time). Then I can't remember what happened.
Long story short, I have to make props, so I can't rest unless I want my stressed mom to yell at me and infer that it's my fault I'm sick and I'm just doing it to be perverse when really I just want to fall over and die.
