Every time I cough it feels like my brain just died a little bit or a lot, can't tell anymore. Have to squeeze my head to keep from passing out. Fever, stopped up sinuses, great green globs of greasy grimey gopher [bleep] in my lungs.

Time to feed the horses puzzies, Im heading out.


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