So, last night I found a ded Bob. Only one. Looks a few days old. Everyone else looks healthy, so I don't think it's a problem. Just a little bit of sad.
I actually made it to work this morning. But after a while I felt myself going downhill, and now I'm back at home where I can be MIZERBUL without being contagious.
I HAAATE BEEEEEG SIIIIIGGGGGgggg....
(weak and pitiful wailing and wimpering)
I'm tired and I'm lonely and I'm demoralized.
I should try to do some more work.
Maybe take a nap.