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The Ponds are at the hospital. I'd say come and visit us, but only if you want to get trapped here. Apparently, everything's in lock-down because of the quarantine.

But we're both still alive. Cranky as all get-out, but we're here. And I'm running out of crossword puzzles. It counts if you just write "O" in all the squares, right?

Inspiration is at an all time low tonight.

I have a project I've been working on, and I had a pretty good idea for it; now it's kind of lost. Any ideas on how to get inspired when you're feeling this way?

It's like a scientist's version of Writer's block.

On a lighter note, I just finished building the Empire State Building in Minecraft. I have most of Queens done and a chunk of Manhattan.

... Oh my god, I just realized what that means. Yea, I need inspiration badly.

My mother just forced me into the hospital... it took a lot of arguing for her to bring me my laptop; but if I'm going to be stuck here, I need this.

And god damn it! When is this going to be over? The playoffs start in a month, and I had to cancel a few shows...

Whatever.

I need soup, and crackers... and if the girl who's in the room next to me doesn't turn off Beiber, I'm pulling my IVs and letting this virus take me.

It's not looking good. Luis is weak and getting weaker. His parents are with him, but I can't go there because the hospital is on lock-down. I don't know what to do.

Well, Mexico's safe and we're not going to see another "End of the World" phenomenon for a while. The Doctor and I had a blast drinking margaritas and sleeping on beaches though.

( Here's proof we didn't try to kill each other. )

Looks like we missed out on a horrible plague or something too. I just got home, but I think I'll stay there. Going out right now seems like a bad idea.

[Rose]
I would have texted sooner, but I forgot my phone charger at home. It was hell being in another country without any connection to you to the outside world, believe me. Though it's nothing compared to the hell that's broken lose back home. Are you okay? You're not sick, are you?

The fever has given me some interesting dreams. I'd always wanted to join the circus, but not as the circus freak!

Move to America, they said.
It's a land of opportunities and wonder, they said.
California is where you want to be if you want to make it, they said.


They forgot to mention the terrible death plague and blue people -- who are, apparently, not in a band.

Brilliant.

Hello, quarantined sick people. I'm new here, and I'm sorry. I am so sorry, but I'm not leaving my hotel room for any kind of adventure in the near future.

It seems that I am not as up-to-date with the news as others.

I just tried leaving my house to go to work, and got stopped immediately. There's a quarantine going on?

Ignorance is forever blissful, my friends. But now that I am stuck at home, I am bored out of my fucking skull. It doesn't help that I know I won't get sick. Yeah, optimism, I suppose. But it's true:

...I have never really been sick. Ever. Not that I can remember, anyway. My father always told me I was like a machine. When all the other kids in my classes brought new viruses with them to the base, I was just about the only one who never got sick.

Guess I'm just lucky.

And bored. So bored.

The more I dream of those Vocs, the more I understand that... Grimwade's Syndrome that the Doctor was talking about. They... feel so wrong, so artificial.

Maybe that's just my hunter instincts. I've never liked robots.

AUUUUUGHHHH. I cannot stand laying in the hospital anymore! SO BORED. BOREDDD.

Someone needs to go water my plant, Dave. Please. I love my plant.

I think murdering the couple sharing my room in their sleep would be a mercy killing. Justifiable homicide. Can I transfer to another hospital? Please? At least another room.

Stuck at Irvine General just like half this message board, I take it. Cas, you really can stop coming in and poking my forehead. Seriously, man.

I wish they'd give my bed to someone who's more sick than I am. I feel bad taking up space here when I could be home. The inhaler has been enough to keep me breathing.

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Are you all right?