i was feeling a bit under the weather yesterday so i went home early. later that night at the pub, i contemplated calling in sick today but couldn’t justify it (mainly because i was out instead of “resting”). the Brit said “you’re going to regret not calling in sick…” i hate when he’s right. i’m miserable. a “wild” night of 2 drinks and stumbling in the door at ten o’clock cannot account for the increase in mucus production overnight. these are the key takeaways of this story - i’m going home, going out did not make me sicker and i should listen to the Brit more often (but don’t tell him i said that).
is it friday yet?
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"Agatha Christie" Laura Thompson
"A Death in the Family" James Agee
"Middlemarch" George Eliot (ON HOLD)
"Gaudete" Ted Hughes (GIVEN UP)

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