Ko and I are both sick. I feel like death warmed over. Except how I often get the chills, so maybe I feel like leftover death in the refridgerator. In cheap tupperware. I spent most of the day feeling achy and like my body was full of gunk, as though my body needed a metaphorical oil change. I took a three-hour nap, and I woke up feeling worse. I tried to eat a few spoonfuls of chicken soup, but that just made me feel nauseated.

And now, even the most basic exertions leave me feeling faint. I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be attending tomorrow’s math recitation, so I went to drop off my homework at my partner’s room. I walked down a short hall, got in the elevator, walked down another short hall, and then back, and I wasn’t sure I was going to make it. I thought I was going to at best throw up, and at worst faint. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was sheet white. Even my lips were white. My differential self-diagnosis included albinism.

Please send healthful vibes my way. If I die, Renata gets my action figures. I insist that the Dead Parrot sketch be read at my funeral.