Sick
2003-06-11, 8:50 a.m.

I can't really think straight right now. I'm sick. I feel like death warmed over, as my mother used to say. I have a chest cold. My cold medicine wore off at 5:00 this morning, so I've been up since then. I'm at work right now, but wishing so much that I had just stayed home in bed.

Oh well...

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