There are little pellets of ice falling from the sky.
Yeah, I won't be going anywhere today.
Yeah, I won't be going anywhere today.
(Meagan's Bay in St. Thomas...because I wish I was there instead of here.)
Just as well. If I stay inside, I won't be exposed to the crud that everyone and their mother is coming down with. Mom and Mr. Recommendation both have it. And every other person I know.
I'm hoping that this might be the same crud that I had in November. If so, I should have the antibodies against it. If not, I'm totally screwed.
Work is going to suck.
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