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Flu = yuck. Alternating between being freezing cold and boiling hot is not fun. Also it appears I'm too out of it to actually comprehend plot -- I've been making my way through Today We Choose Faces, one of the few Roger Zelazny novels I've not read before, and am having much more trouble following than I suspect I should. Ah, well, back to sleep, I guess...
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(I roomed in Senior House for CPW. Sorry for not coming to see you and give you chicken soup.)
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