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*sniff*
Dang. I'm getting sick. You know how you can just tell? *sniffle* Of course I could have predicted it since I spent the last two days around semi-sick kids who seemed to really enjoy sneezing/slobbering on me and/or my food.
At least I've got some nice chicken tortilla soup I'm sucking on right now and my medicine cabinet is stocked up - so NyQuil-induced coma, here I come! (Well, not right now. Later.) Hmm. Last time I blissed out on NyQuil, someone stole my license plate. No really. Not a dream. To say that I wasn't completely coherent when the cops knocked on my door sometime after midnight would be an understatement. *g*
At least I've got some nice chicken tortilla soup I'm sucking on right now and my medicine cabinet is stocked up - so NyQuil-induced coma, here I come! (Well, not right now. Later.) Hmm. Last time I blissed out on NyQuil, someone stole my license plate. No really. Not a dream. To say that I wasn't completely coherent when the cops knocked on my door sometime after midnight would be an understatement. *g*