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Cold water hurts my hands. I suppose that this is a fever. Damn it. I have a list of 19 things to fix and then this chapter is done. I'm not going to make it tonight - I'm feeling more and more miserable and just want to go to bed. Ahh well. The intentions were good. Maybe tomorrow I'll feel enough better that I can wrap my mind around these holes.
19. That's SUCH a manageable number!
19. That's SUCH a manageable number!