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I suppose there has been.
I woke up today with clusterfuck on all the senses. My nose was thoroughly blocked up and running at the same time, my throat felt like a rusty chainsaw, and my head felt like it was in a vice. I got up, had a dose of Calpol (god help me, I still can not bring myself to ever take a paracetamol pill), and went back to bed. I was asleep having a wonderful dream about being a jew when my sister came home from work and she was unaware I was upstairs in bed. So when I came out of my room and walked down the stairs, she shouted 'WHO IS THAT?!' in a booming voice because she thought I was a burglar.
Then I had some Beechams All-In-One for my throat and nose and sat on the couch with the dog playing on my ps2. And I've been basically drifting around feeling weird all evening. The Daily Show made me laugh, though. But I still can't get my mind off my trouble with the opposite sex.
So yeah, I've improved a little.
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