... my body for holding back what foul evil deviance is currently trying to force its way up my throat. Seriously, I was able to hold back much of the coughing during the Cancun trip but like, the second I finally got into my house, I started trying to hack something up. I can feel something very big and solid in my throat right now, and for once it is not a cock. I know it's going to come out of me at some point tonight, however, and I am not looking forward to its ... birth.

Still, it distracts me from the real sickness -- Dtoid sickness because I miss these guys so fucking much! These were people I've worked with for nearly a year and never met, and doing so was both an honor and an utter joy. Standing in front of those lobby elevators, seeing a pink-suited Niero walked up to me for the very first time, shake my hand and say "thank you," is a memory that will be burned into my head.

Just coughed up another bit. Don't you hate when it won't all come out in one go? It's just sending the weak sloppy stuff ... I want the main event, damn it! Get this shit over with!

Anyway, I've not got the pics or vids to share but I know they're all coming and I can't wait to look at them and steal them all for my own masturbatory purposes.

Anyway, I've said this so many fucking times, but thank you. Thank you to Destructoid ... this place rocks. It fucking rocks.