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May 30, 2007 17:39

My leave was excellent, but it seems to have left me with a nasty infection. I have a fever, which often leads me to believe that I am dying. I'm resisting the dramatics, but still allowing myself to fantastize that I have a curable, but highly specific disease which requires the care of New Jersey's finest.

impending death, dread illness, ouchies

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