I'm sick. I know, I know, I'm a sick person generally, but this time, I'm really ill. I hate being sick or admitting it. I can breathe, but my throat hurts and I'm coughing. My hands and feet are like ice sculptures and I generally feel like roadkill. My aunt and uncle need me to housesit tomorrow, so I can't be up long. I have to kick this
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