Um Acktually’ing the original author, lol lmao. He’s still alive, you can’t even do a “death of the author-open to interpretation” thing!

Yes.

“I believe I have something stuck under me.” Said Duck. “Could you be so kind to dive under and check if something is in my feathers?”

“Wouldn’t it be easier for me to check if you got out of the water?” asked Rat.

“Oh, I simply can not, it’s my bathing time and I will not get out for something so trivial.”

Rat thought Duck was unreasonable, but rather than argue, Rat dove in to help out.

I would say Rat did it with a great splash, but Rat is not that big, the splash more comparable to that of a small pebble thrown by a child.

As Rat dove under, the water stung its eyes, it looked up and saw nothing stuck under Duck, other than one of its feet dragged up close to the body.

Rat tried to tell Duck that they could not see anything wrong, but water filled its mouth to quickly for any noise to come out, so Rat swam back on shore.

“There’s nothing stuck in your feathers, Duck”, Rat said as they spat water out of their mouth.

“Really? But I still feel something, surely you must be mistaken! Maybe check again?” Duck said, this time a bit irritated

“Duck, try paddling a bit.” Rat demanded lightly. Duck did as Rat said and paddled around.

“Look at that, the feeling is gone, I must have paddled it off.” said Duck delightedly.

Rat looked under the waterline, and saw that Duck had both of their feet dangling in the lake.

“Well, thank you for trying, Rat, but I guess I didn’t need your help with this one.” said Duck.

Rat shrugged and scurried away, they were late for the meeting of the rodents. Though felt a little hurt by the lack of Ducks gratitude, but knew deep down that was just how Duck acted towards others.

What IS this?

On the Ukrainian front, nothing new.

Separation of powers? How about you separate deez nuts?

So when is Pringle gonna stop pretending and show up again in some random location with a brand new wig and fake beard on? It’s starting to get a little concerning how long he’s played dead.

I don’t mean for my weekly comment to be diminishing of your rigorous reporting on the situation, your work on this megathread is invaluable and I greatly appreciate it.

I just want to express that this war is saddening, maddening, and tiring, and no news from the front will ever change that it is just that, a front for men to die on. :doomer: An endless meat grinder of which people with hopes and dreams, families and friends get turned into nothing, all for an imperialist power, whether it is / or it’s a fight all for naught for the ones actually fighting it.

On the Ukrainian front, nothing new.

Starfield is a game.

I have now gotten influenza I cannot keep any food down, and that’s if I even felt the want to eat in the first place. I am so tired, so very very tired.

I just had an actual 2 hour nap. Big win.

My goodness have I never been more glad to have had a paper handkerchief shoved in my face as I coughed. Was sitting at my desk eating an apple, and i coughed so hard that a 1/4th of it came back up with some acid. Very, very fun.

Edit: Tried to get a quick 1 hour nap, could not lie down without coughing, attempted multiple times until same result as my apple. It seems this is just gonna be a thing now. Sure, I didn’t need nutrition anyhow.

On the Ukrainian front, nothing new.

Guilty of all charges.

Protracted antibiotics war against the bacterial streptococci imperialists

Here’s what currently blows about my current condition. Sleeping is not restful, it’s damned battle. Every half an hour of rest is a tug of war between my pain receptors, my feverish head, my congested nose and my perspirating body. All parts are trying to wake me up, and the act of trying to extract sleep is simply more difficult than it’s worth.

:grillman: Q? You mean that Alien from Star Trek?

I live in Norway. I didn’t have to pay for it as I had already spent about ~$300 on medical services this year. I think they got my diagnosis correct. I had to go to the ER simply because I have no doctor assigned to me that isn’t 11 hours of travel away. So even for something as simple as streptococci has to be handled in the busiest place on the busiest day. But I prefer 3 hours waiting to passing out from fever in my home.

So I was at the ER yesterday. After 15 minutes of testing and consultation, interspersed with about 3 hours of waiting, I was given 4 antibiotic pills and told to go to a pharmacy in the evening tonight to get the rest.