Mr. California assures me it isn’t bubonic plague, but I noticed he tries not to be close to me.

I left the office early. It is wonderful to have a place that is really yours, that you can go into, shut the door and fall into bed.

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2 Responses to Sick

  1. HereWeGoAJen says:

    I am closing the browser window before I catch any of your germs!

    (Feel better!)

  2. a says:

    I hope Mr. California is going to bring you some soup or something…

    Feel better soon!

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