|Friday, November 9, 2007|
|Panel 1: In
her Davies residence bedroom, Marie is in bed with the flu. She is
sitting up, staring at what appears to be another Marie in dark glasses
and a tight black outfit.|
Marie: So...who are you supposed to be...some sort of evil Marie?
Other Marie: Evil Marie?
Other Marie: I am realistic Marie...facing-up-to-facts Marie...spitting-on-the-idea-of-being-traumatised Marie...courageous-and-completely-non-whining Marie.
Other Marie: I am merciless, takes-no-prisoners, says-exactly-what-she-thins, not-bloody-victimised-by-anyone Marie!
Panel 4: The two Maries shake hands.
Marie: Nice to meet you, Evil Marie.
Other Marie: Charmed, I'm sure.
Alt-Text: When I had the real and actual flu during my first year at Massey, I hallucinated taking turns with myself in the bathroom. Granted, I didn't actually meet the other "me"s (there were two), but I was quite certain that they were there.