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I'm home in bed today, courtesy of some weird-ass nasty flu bug. It's bad enough that there was a typo in the e-mail notification that I sent to my classes warning them - I managed to include a superfluous zero in my date, so a few of them have e-mailed to be certain that I was warning them that we wouldn't have class today, 1/29, rather than that I was planning waaaaaaaaaaaay the hell ahead for 10/29. So, I'm resigning myself to a google of these date-checking e-mails when I find:
I hope you feel better soon, mss
d_aulnoy !
Weirdly, this totally makes me feel better.
Not well enough to rethink my decision to stay in bed with the covers pulled past my ears, but, still.
I hope you feel better soon, mss
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Weirdly, this totally makes me feel better.
Not well enough to rethink my decision to stay in bed with the covers pulled past my ears, but, still.