
Why does this always happen to me -- two weeks ago I had a winter flu at the start of summer, and last night I made an offering to the porcelain goddess. Think I ate something my stomach didn't agree with.

Didn't sleep much so now I'm at home, working cause I'm not really sick, just feeling tired as hell thanks to maybe an hour or two of sleep.
Scared my cats too who then proceeded to join me in my misery by sitting at my side. I have to give them credit for that at least.

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