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Happy birthday to me indeed. I am now the proud owner of a cold/flu/illness variation. Whoo! Queasy and dizzy and with a scratchy throat! Good times. Here's hoping I make it to work tomorrow --I don't qualify for sick days yet.
My brain was fried at work today --and that's without meds. I have to do some proofreading tomorrow, so I hope my brain is alert enough to do so.
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One day without. Technically, it shouldn't count since this morning was a bust, but...I'm going to call it one day, because fuck this is hard. And I get more with honey than vinegar. Or some such phrase.
And to up the ante --eleven days without, and I get to splurge at Republic of Tea. And maybe even feel better and accomplished.
My brain was fried at work today --and that's without meds. I have to do some proofreading tomorrow, so I hope my brain is alert enough to do so.
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One day without. Technically, it shouldn't count since this morning was a bust, but...I'm going to call it one day, because fuck this is hard. And I get more with honey than vinegar. Or some such phrase.
And to up the ante --eleven days without, and I get to splurge at Republic of Tea. And maybe even feel better and accomplished.