Don't you know I'm loco?
My name's Charly and I'm really just a bog standard human being, no frills attached.
This is due to being gripped by flu-like symptoms the very week that all my flatmates bugger off for reading week, leaving me unable to fend for myself. I’ve been out of bed for just over an hour now, ate a bit of couscous, a packet of space raiders and two spoonfuls of nutella and now I’m just hoping that I’ll make it through my shift tonight/wake up tomorrow feeling fine.
The fact that the hand holding my nutella spoon is shaking quite violently is probably not the best sign.
