5 November - 12:25 p.m.

I'm sick today. Which means I should get a lot done. Isn't that terrible? I should be relaxing.

Truth be told, I'm not like, terribly ill or anything, but I do have a wicked sore throat, achiness, and above all, swollen glands. Swollen glands are right up there with fever as my stay-at-home trump card. There's just something about my neck being the wrong size that I can't get my mind around. I just can't seem to drag myself out of the apartment with swollen glands. It's not even that swollen glands are that bad. But they change the shape of your fucking neck! So maybe they are that bad. I dunno. All I know is, swollen glands totally freak me out, and I should be reading Pericles.

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