Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Tuesday, October 31, 2000

I'm stuck somewhere between a sore throat and a hacking cough. This is not a pleasant place to be. I lack the satisfaction of a damn good cough because it hurts too much, and the somehow reassuring dryness of a raging sore throat is disrupted by this phlegm thing. Gurk, I'm disgusting myself now. Ick, ick, ick. I want to go to sleep until I'm better, but I have a German test tomorrow. And the day after as well...

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