April 19th, 2007


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Ouch. It rather feels like my throat is made of... er, something not fun. And the creepiest part is that I can actually feel the stitches in there when I swallow. Eww. But I have no tonsils which means, Lordy-lordy!, no tonsilistis this winter. (Unless I really am that much of a freak and totally get it anyway even without the required equiptment.)

The drugs should be out of my system by now but my brain remains all foggy.

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