I can't seem to kick whatever bug I've got. Just when I get my fever down and feel halfway okay, it goes back up and I do nothing but sleep. Fucking Captain Tripps, man, I'm telling you.
I spent most of today curled up re-reading World War Z for the hundredth time, usually with a purring cat or two. At least I managed to do a load of dishes, so I
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