- Mood: I'm a sickly invalid
I'm sick. I don't know what I have. But I'm told I'm contagious. Therefore, I stay home away from the choir people because we have a concert in 10 days. I am to not "contage" others.
Now I get to take steroids and horse pills (which the doctor likes to call coughing tablets).
Go me!
Chat to you later. Take care of yourself!
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