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I hate being sick. I hate hate hate it. I don't feel like doing anything and I feel like I'm not accomplishing anything. I want ice cream. I would have to go to the store. That would mean changing out of my pjs and walking four blocks. Blah. I could just go in my pjs I guess. I hate this. I need a car. Or a pony. Or my apparition test.
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