Got the flu yesterday. I think it's the worst I've ever had. People in court yesterday were describing flu-like symptoms that they were experiencing so I probably got it from there. Or maybe I got it from this crappy flat because I hear the guy next door with that dry, flu-like cough too.

But yeah, everything was more or less fine until I was walking home from the train station and about half-way home, I didn't think that I'd be able to make the journey.

Then I got home and immediately had a huge headache and really bad chills. So I got under my blanket but it didn't help. I knew that I had stuff to do (make a sandwich, move work files to my backup drive, work out) but I couldn't get out of bed. I couldn't move at all. I was just shaking and really cold.

Finally, at this point I realised that I was sick. Before, I thought that this would all go away soon.

So I went to sleep at like 7.00 pm. I woke up about an hour later and the chills were gone but I had a sore throat, cough, headache, nausea. So I drifted in and out of sleep until 7.15 am.

Dreamed that this quirky Lisa woman had 24 hour a day access to my webcam. She would tell me to do stuff and I'd have to do it. I was sleeping and she said to get undressed. I said, "It's dark. You won't even see anything" but she still made me do it. Then I got under the blankets and she said to take the blankets off. I said that it's cold but she care. Then she watched as I slept and later commented that I masturbated in my sleep a few times and she liked that.

I'd also have to ask permission to do anything. "Can I work out? Can I masturbate? Can I put my clothes back on?" et cetera. And she'd get snippy. Not afraid to say "no".

She also could see what I had on my screen. So I was looking at some large-breast orgy porn and she said, "Stop watching that." So I said, "Well, what do you want me to do? Send me a picture of your tits then." She obliged. Then I asked her if I could cum and she said, "not yet." So I stopped masturbating and she said, "No, keep playing with it." I plead for some sanity, "Of course I'm going to cum if you send me a picture of your tits and I'm masturbating. How is this going to work?" And she said, "No. You have to play with yourself and not cum."

That would be pretty hot. Actually, it's more or less what happened in real life minus the 24 hour a day bit and the ability to see my computer screen. I'd have to ask to cum and very often she'd deny the request. "No, not yet. Keep going." Then when she was ready, she'd say, "Are you ready to cum?" and would start talking about she wants it in her mouth and whatnot in order to help the process.

Say what you will about Lisa, she was fun with the webcam. I prefer it to intercourse.

Anyway, told the place I work at that I can come in but I feel really sick and probably won't make it through the whole day. So they said to stay home. Going to order some food. A muchie box, probably.