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[hafital]

I was officially diagnosed with influenza by the doctors. It's been ages since I've had the flu! And I'm not eager to ever repeat the experience. Ugh. I haven't felt so terrible in ages -- I think the last time I was this sick was in undergrad about 10 years ago.

Anyway, the fever broke over Friday night, and now I just generally feel crappy. Because of the excedrin w/ caffeine which they told me to take because of the headache, sleeping hasn't been that productive, so I'm gonna go without it today and maybe I'll crash and that'll be good.

As for my computer, it won't turn on. :( I waited 48 hours. No happy little chime. I let it juice up all night long. No happy little chime. I swapped power cords, and batteries, no happy little chime. The last thing I can do is take it to an apple store. I think its dead. I'm trying to get my pollyanna on about this.

What Tifah Did Stuck Home With The Flu, a very short essay by tifah

I watched ten episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation. In each one of them Picard is superfine. Data is cute. Also, Worf is hilarious. Dr. Pulaski is not nearly the raving queen bitch I used to think she was. Riker is just as much the slutboi I used to think he was. In conclusion, Picard flirts with everyone constantly all the time, only no one realizes it.

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