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Though I woke up feeling quite poorly, I did not spend the day worshiping the porcelain goddess, so hurray for small favors. In one of those random (okay, not random, usually stress-or-anxiety-related... golly, I wonder what caused that) episodes of body-rebellion that pop up now and again, I felt like crap for an hour or two, and then I was perfectly fine for the rest of the day. Sometimes, I really hate my brain. *Especially* when it turns my body against me.