bedroom: awakening

The 10am air-raid siren -- scheduled alarm.

4/16/2003 05:49:00 PM (link)

It's turning out to be a rotten day. I don't usually post about *me*, but I'm in a self-pitying mood -- I can't shake this damn cold. I've had it since before Sanjay's wedding, which makes it about three weeks old. I'm trying to concentrate, but everything seems so hazy. I've gone to the health center and gotten nowhere; nothing, apparently, is particularly wrong -- I just have a virus that keeps on giving.

Hmm. May I just keep catching other bugs whenever I go there.

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