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I officially feel like death warmed over. Or really, like someone started to warm over some death, went to play Warcraft and forgot about it, and now it’s burnt beyond recognition and setting off fire alarms.
(Warcraft being Warcraft, whoever’s cooking it still doesn’t notice.)
Mostly, was up to 5 AM last night because I was coughing on and on and on, and no medicine I took was working. Woke up this morning with the kind of headache that makes you wish there was a handy cliff to jump off of, and nothing helped. At all. Spent most of day lying in bed, writhing in pain, and allowing as little light into the room as possible.
WTH. I’ve been sick twice this year already. I don’t need any more. Really.
But at least I managed to find the little missile that goes with a toy I want to sell on Ebay.
(Warcraft being Warcraft, whoever’s cooking it still doesn’t notice.)
Mostly, was up to 5 AM last night because I was coughing on and on and on, and no medicine I took was working. Woke up this morning with the kind of headache that makes you wish there was a handy cliff to jump off of, and nothing helped. At all. Spent most of day lying in bed, writhing in pain, and allowing as little light into the room as possible.
WTH. I’ve been sick twice this year already. I don’t need any more. Really.
But at least I managed to find the little missile that goes with a toy I want to sell on Ebay.