In what seem to be turning into a regular occurence every 3 or 4 months, I came down with a cold Friday night and I spent most of the weekend as a zinc-popping, green-tea-and-water-drinking, grilled-cheese-with-tomato-and-chicken-soup (thanks, Jul)-eating fiend. I hate being sick, but I'm glad that I got it now instead of next weekend, when I've
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