Silent Return - Virus

So, after a month of valiant, disorganized, and largely useless struggle, my immune system has finally given way to the master of the climate. No longer content with mere colds, I have now contracted the ever-popular influenza. I know, I'm a sellout.

Sorry for bailing out on you guys Saturday night. I received a call from the local ghost-hunting team telling me they found something in a previously-inactive area, so naturally I had to go check it out. If you're still raw about it this weekend, I'll tell you exactly what I saw. Yes, there was indeed a ghost, one some of you might have recognized.

You know, fevers do really weird things to my head. It's like some sort of mild drug trip without any of the pleasant sensations and a healthy amount of unpleasant situations.

So should I launch into my semi-delirious rant posting which will end up revealing more about myself than I ever wanted posted online?

Maybe I'll just marvel at the fact that a black woman with no legs let herself get raped by a demon so a ex-heroin addict and a one-handed gunslinger could pull an 11-year-old boy through a door in the ground so he could avoid getting eaten by a large, malicious house.