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[taratemima]

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.