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Trust dreams to show you how selfish you've been, I suppose. I had the same one I had last night again today, with so many actual poor, actual ill and suffering and dying people in front of me, and woke up with the knowledge that I have been spending the past two days doing far too much feeling sorry for myself and far too much of staying at home curled up and moping when, big deal, I have a bit of a cold.

That's no reason for me to have stayed at home in a blanket fort reading when I could have been out drumming up more support for our food drive, when I should have been working on the details for the service project that I want to do a few months down the line, and when I should not be focusing only on ME when there are people out there suffering from this illness instead of just malingering the way I've done.

I've let my friends come and take care of me instead of going out there to help the people really infected and really sick. I've wasted their time, and put them at terrible risk and for what exactly? My own stupid ego? This is unacceptable and I am ashamed of myself for being so weak, so selfish, and so very, very out of touch.

I cannot continue letting this behavior stand. Since I am doing far better than I imagine many people with this virus are, I must find some way to help with it. I've read that there are wards set up for those who are actually sick. Perhaps if I go there and offer my services since I've already got a touch of it?

I don't like my dreams. Everyone looks so sad.

Doctor? Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Class starts up again tomorrow. As you can imagine, I'm very excited. I haven't been hit by this cold or flu or whatever everyone else seems to have, so I don't have reason to not go. Keeping my fingers crossed that all my professors have come down with it and class is cancelled.

Though maybe I won't go anyway on the reason that I don't want to catch ill myself. On that note, I do hope everyone starts feeling better. Everything's so boring when everyone's sick.

Heavenly Father, giver of life and health:
Comfort and relieve your sick ser-vants,
and give your power of healing to those
who minister to their needs,
that they may be strengthened in their weaknesses
and have confidence in your loving care;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Worst nightmare ever. All it was was creatures in dark cloaks and hoods, making the whole world feel hopeless. Like all the happiness in the whole world was completely gone.

I need to take more cold medicine and sleep this off.

I'm safe and healthy so far, but I don't know why. I mean, I haven't done anything different except drink more orange juice and take vitamins. Alice, Lulu, I want to visit you, but I'm not sure I should. If there's anything I can do, though, please, let me know. I worry.

Work's shut down, so I've been sitting round my flat watching far too many bad reality shows.

Private to Atton: Are you all right so far?

I have some experience in volunteering with Redcross, and am not afraid of getting sick. Can someone please tell me where volunteers are necessary? I have a strong body and if I am sickened, will recover. I think my English is good enough or I can speak with Russians.

Joeyrays is closed until this plague is taken care of.

I think my dreams are getting stranger. That pink-haired girl... Aliens, meteors, soldiers saving the world with love and friendship...

And myself as Endymion. That was nice At least they don't tend to end badly, I guess.

Why did I dream I was a little yellow Pegasus with pink hair last night? And how is a rainbow formed by breaking the sound barrier scientifically possible. And... Oh my goodness...

I was so mean to a white pony with purple hair and a pink pony... And dragons. It was so so scary.

My goodness! They have just announced they are closing Disneyland tomorrow. I assume the other amusement parks will follow.

But Disneyland closed! This is getting serious.

...I mean, obviously there are more serious things at stake. It is just that Disneyland never closes.

Can't leave the house because my father doesn't want me to catch what's going around.

That means I can't even go out for coffee. I may go insane by the end of today.

Well this is a bunch of balls.

If I die from this shit, then you guys can split my stuff. Oh and make sure my tombstone says how amazing I am, and how nice my rack was. You can donate that shit to science.

Hello Miss Hee. I'd like to ask you something. And it be in total respect and honour.

I have never seen this many people admitted at once. I'm not sure that we have enough beds here for this and no one seems to be reacting to any of the medication. I'm beginning to think that this isn't just a new strain of the flu like the bird or swine flu. And I hate watching patients get worse like this.

Does anyone have any theories as to what this might be?

The only good thing about having to play Creepy Cave People with the boyfriend is that I get to dick around in my online video games. Anybody else doing that? Maybe we can hang out that way.

(And I'm being sarcastic - there's nothing good about this. I wish I could help.)

...Got the kind of call I never want to get again.

Jeff, Marcia and Pammy are all down with this fucking thing.

Consider me not coming into work tomorrow.

Heading to the bars to drink away whatever illness is out there. I figure alcohol will help prevent it.

Anyone willing to go into bartime quarantine is welcome to join me.

I am not ill, but I am regretfully going to reschedule any meetings until a later time, when the possibility of catching any illnesses is hopefully lessened. Since my work is being very lenient with telecommuting work, I will be reachable by e-mail, private message, and text if anyone finds it necessary to contact me.

I don't know how to say this. I don't know where to even begin.

There's no way to explain what happened.

I suspect that I won't be going home for quite a while. My condolences to anyone who's been.. lost. I mean dead. I mean.. gone.

Well. Grocery shopping didn't happen.

Anybody willing to sell me a couple rolls of toilet paper?

Realizing you still give a shit about people is weird.

Nobody on here die, okay?