"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
I'm fairly certain I'm ill. I'm fairly certain I'm being overdramatic about my illness, but to be realistic, I'm basically dying. No no, in all seriousness I have a sore throat, a cough, I'm whoozy, and fatigued. Dying dying dying.
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