Today was spent recovering, trying to help people at work via e-mail (which didn't feel like very much in the end), and very rapidly getting tired of not being able to eat anything solid. My kingdom for a hunk of meat. Also, not above laughing at myself, I discovered this unsent text message addressed to "66" on my phone. "Ever8hing oj. When I swallx feejs jike some gaus is dowmm my throat." Later I learned from Mari this was supposed to be to her, to explain why I kept sticking a finger down my throat in the car on the way home from the oral surgeon.
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