Choosing between sickness and health, I prefer the latter..

My days in sickness are over. So I have chosen, and so I hope will be the truth. Close to death, you may find yourself asking, but fortunately it only felt that way. I am a man, and so my sickness will be percieved worse than it actually is. Or is it? Subjective perception can be relative, and some will argue for the percieved schisma of male and female pain. Nuff said.

Anyway, my night of horror has past, and I'm holding my food now. (For those wondering, it passed upwards, not downwards in an obliterating pace) I missed an important meeting, most of it anyways, I at least got well enough to argue in the case of the budget and the account. (Thank you Olav, my head is not really up to date from my refered-to night, tough little word that account) Good thing that went relatively well.

I've also concluded with one little thing. I will not be pondered with writing long elaborate blog-posts. Why? Simply because I procrastinate, and by writing more short ones, there will be more of them. Quite clever. I will pat myself on the back when I get around to it. Procrastinating, it's a way of life.

This blog-post seems to me as being almost as pointless as the excellent movie Napoleon Dynamite. You should see it. It's sweet. Be mindful of the liger. Oh, and one little thing. Pedro lacks political experience. Vote Summer!