hmm.. for a clueless bastard, sometimes he's not *too* stupid.
I won't be this bad tomorrow, folks. I SWEAR.
I haven't even gone to the hospital today. I just can't look at mike with his external apparatus (apparati? apparatusses?) and that... waxy, adipocere look to his skin.
I've pretty much convinced myself he's gonna die. NO, I don't know why I think that. He's just manburger. He's not imminent death. I'd just rather be pleasantly suprised by a great recovery than crushed by unexpected death.
I know too many dead people as it is.