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[lauzeta]

1. Am woefully ill. This is day 10. My ability to breathe without interference depends solely on Buckley's at this point - a fate worse than death. Never before have I coughed so hard as to strengthen my abdominal muscles. In fact, I think I may have cracked a rib.

2. On the plus side, I got into grad school.

3. Snow, Vancouver? Why?

4. Gah, that's all for now. I can't think. *flail*