Ol' rocking chair's still got me, dammit.
Just looking at my post from one year ago today, and realizing that I am in the midst of a disturbing trend. Yes, it is again my birthday. And yes, again I am dealing with the Bulgarian Death-of-the-Thousand-Little-Pointy-Things Influenza. Not even gift-wrapped.
So, happy birthday to me. I'm forcing myself to go out for a bit so I don't go batswing crazy, but the official dinner will likely have to wait until I can taste food again.
*cough* *hack*
So, happy birthday to me. I'm forcing myself to go out for a bit so I don't go batswing crazy, but the official dinner will likely have to wait until I can taste food again.
*cough* *hack*
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..And happy birthday!!
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Feel better!
Lots of fluids. Lots.
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Sorry to hear you're not feeling well (again).
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