I'm not sure which I've done...offended the snot-gods...or become their favorite. Either way, it sucks to be me. Wow, am I glad I did not spread this to the entire community tonight...it wouldn't've been very sporting.

In other news:

A compendium of dreams I've had since this fever started:
-A severed head, in the corner of a creepy stairwell, moaning about how cold it is.
-Everyone being given the power to mint their own coins...so I put Dave's mom on mine.
-Eating a cracked black pepper muffin. Mostly cracked black pepper.
-Playing the Game of 1000 Cards with Thor, Mercury/Hermes, Apollo, and the Dark Lord.
-They were doing something with baked potatoes...and I'm not sure if it was what I thought it was...but it wasn't right.
-Getting a history lesson from Hermes about the term 'hermaphrodite'. Yeah. TMI.
-The Horned Lord going 'hey baby'...but I was too full of snot and deth to wanna play.
-Something to do with a festival somewhere...gah. I've forgotten that one. Bummer. It was cool.

Other highlights of this round of the deth:

-Waking up to find my pillow COVERED in drool...at least I hope it was drool...
-Hearing someone strange talking in a creepy voice over my head: waking up to find I'm talking in my sleep.
-Waking to find the cat batting at my face...to make sure I was still alive.
-Snoring. While awake.