All morning and afternoon I felt better. Then suddenly, on the way home from work, it was back with a vengeance. This is getting tiresome.
On the upside, it's been awfully fun watching young master Phelps make history. That race last night was stunning. I don't think the French shall be taunting us for a second time, if you know what I mean. Whose father smells of elderberries, now?
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Thoughts When I'm Horribly Ill, or Otherwise Disposed, or at any rate not Particularly Indisposed.
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