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Guh. Even sicker. I've progressed onto the hacking cough stage, on top of all the other crap. I'm hoping that this getting sicker is the first stage in getting well. Because I'm good at deluding myself like that.

NaNo starts tomorrow. (As in, two hours ago.) Good thing I have a slightly less vague idea about the beginning of the story, right? Meh.

I forgot my mother's birthday was tomorrow. Mind you, considering I haven't even known what day of the week it's been all this week, I'm not particularly surprised.


"What is that monster? It's more mucus than man!"
"Actually, that's a woman, sir."
"Maybe so, but that doesn't alliterate half as well."