Actually, I don't. I don't even have an upright. Sad.
Need something to prop up my mortal remains, though. So tired. The way illness drains the hell out of me is utterly unamusing. I am, however, terrifically full of chicken soup with lots of garlic. I float away on ginger brewed to soothe my stomach. And all that good stuff.
Thud, though: 962 words, bringing 3.1 to 1003 and finishing it.
Given, however, that about 925 words in I typed 'smug' as 'sumb', I think I'm going to take that as a sign and go to sleep.
Need something to prop up my mortal remains, though. So tired. The way illness drains the hell out of me is utterly unamusing. I am, however, terrifically full of chicken soup with lots of garlic. I float away on ginger brewed to soothe my stomach. And all that good stuff.
Thud, though: 962 words, bringing 3.1 to 1003 and finishing it.
Given, however, that about 925 words in I typed 'smug' as 'sumb', I think I'm going to take that as a sign and go to sleep.
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