Tell me what could possibly be drearier than c-board from the Belnord Cafeteria?
Today's achievements: coughing, sneezing, running a fever; reading a bunch of pulp and suspense fiction. Laundry. Admiring the flooding sepia-tone sunlight of this time of year. Concluding the last time I felt like this was quite possibly sixth grade, when I celebrated winter break with simultaneous mono and chicken pox. Holy blap.

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Thank you! I have approximately a zillion leftovers due to New Year's, but I will remember your offer if I finish them before this cold clears. (Oh, God, I hope not.)