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Well, shit. I have a cold. Or something like a cold. Either that, or someone recently slipped me ground glass in my dinner. Which ... is unlikely.
Tonight will be fun. My usual SOP with anything resembling a cold being to spend 24 hours boiling in my skin until it goes away, and all. At least my fingers are still attached this time. And currently the right shape. Though I'm fairly sure that wasn't a horse I saw in the street. Though it could have been. You never know.
Ow. Why do colds feel like someone punched you in the face?
Tonight will be fun. My usual SOP with anything resembling a cold being to spend 24 hours boiling in my skin until it goes away, and all. At least my fingers are still attached this time. And currently the right shape. Though I'm fairly sure that wasn't a horse I saw in the street. Though it could have been. You never know.
Ow. Why do colds feel like someone punched you in the face?
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