Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

26 April 2006

Ill at Ease

I wish I were not sick, but there it is. My roommate's home sick, too. We're keeping out of one another's way, as usual, and I'm in my room alternately reading and sleeping. I would watch a movie, but I don't think I'd be able to follow it very well. Grr. I'm NEVER sick. Maybe I'll pay some bills.

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