Ick. I detest being ill. Its so gross. I feel like total poop, and my feverish little mind doesn't want to give me a break and just enjoy some peaceful rest. BLAH! That's the emotion of the day. Don't question if it is an emotion, it most definitely is, dammit! It's almost 1am, I have to work at 11am, and I can't sleep. My mind is plotting
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