Monday, November 21, 2005

Miserable cold

There is an ocean and at least one continent sloshing around in my sinuses, a sand paper factory living in my throat, a blacksmith business hammering away in my head, and various other businesses that have taken up residence in my stomach and joints. I going to the Court of Quil (as in Dayquil and Nightquil to have them all evicted. Wish me luck.


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