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I could not move this morning. I could not get out of bed. When I did, I just listlessly ate tapioca pudding, wondering if I should get dressed, even if it is 6:30. Never mind that, I have Monday off, I could relax then. So, I called in sick. If it is this bad, I am going to be useless at work. Just what was wrong with me this morning?

I slept for three hours and felt better, somewhat. Energetic enough to consider doing dishes and laundry, at least. Soon, I will need to go to the bank and library.

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Another meme makes its rounds and lyonesse offers a counter-meme:

i kind of don't like the "choose twenty random folks, say something pithy about them, but don't say who is whom" meme. i mean, anonymity is great, but....what do we learn from that?

so here's my counter-meme: first twenty people to (ha, like that many people would) respond to this with a comment requesting such, i will say something pithy to and about you. howzat?