Trevor and I had a miserable day together. We layed around, watched TV, ate popsicles, and played chess. He slept and took drugs. I get my pills tonight. Hopefully this will be gone by Thursday.
I am extremely bad at chess. Trevor is worse but only because I just taught him. I hope I'm not sick when I come out to visit you. It's really no fun. I wouldn't want you to catch what we've got. :(
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