I can't help but wonder if it's going to be some kind of omen for the rest of the year when I wake up at 8:31 in the morning (shut up, I was up unti after 1 AM) with my left calf muscle happily contorting itself into a rigid, screaming lump, which necessitated getting up, downing some calcium, and going right back to bed, dammit. Gods, let's hope
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