The salt and fire have put in their appearance: the Dresden Dolls were spectacular, and I came home last night with a fever of 102° flat. I am out of bed to drink chicken soup. Excuse me while I crawl back in.
Wow, so cool that you saw the Dresden Dolls. 102 is a serious fever, though--you should have some dreams that will inspire a whole year's worth of new stories and poems.
(But flippancy aside, I hope you feel better soon)
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Glad the concert was spectacular.
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(But flippancy aside, I hope you feel better soon)
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Oooh, take care of yourself, and feel better!
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...why, no!
Fevers = creativity running rampant. Or, at least, that's how I always looked at it...
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