Warning, the next paragraph is not suited for minors and people sensitive to swearing.
What the fuck just happened? I mean it, what the fuck just happened?! One minute, I'm just spending some time relaxing after work, the next, I'M FLUSHED DOWN A COSMIC TOILET, THROUGH THE FLOOR OF MY OWN DORM ROOM, AND TURNED INTO FISH.
I. HAVE. GILLS.
And, apparently, whatever force of nature saw fit to play polymorph, waterproofed my laptop. For which I am immensely grateful, however this does not change the fact that I'm typing with fins. God only knows WHY my fin finger are able to do this, but that's neither here nor there.
I've already sent an e-mail off to my supervisor, explaining the situation. I'm not sure whether he's going to call me crazy, or just say I'm lying. Either way, help.
I need to be back at work in two days, or I'm gonna be AWOL. Which, for those of you who don't know, is VERY FUCKING BAD. Also, judging by the presence of the other talking fish, I'm waaay out of my travel radius.
So... Ummm... Can some one come pick me up?