Sick, sick, sick. I hate being sick. And on top of it, I have to go and work for about 8-8 1/2 hours tonight. Oh, yeah. That's going to be loads of fun. I just have a cold, but it's still making me drag around. I'm going to be so dead when I get home, oy. My chest is really tight, my nose is running around, and my throat hurts like something that
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