Friday

Rendered unable to swim, jump off curbs, chase down suspected bag snatchers, and, now, hold a conversation without either sneezing projectile germs, snorting, hacking up something globular, or having snot drip down outta my nose, i've decided to become more relaxed with a bit more anti-sociality in my CU living.

Feel... my powers.... fading.

Sometimes, you realize stuff. Sometimes, you need to be whacked over the head.