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I’m still sick. I’m running a really low-grade fever (only about a degree above normal), and my nose is sooooo stuffy. The fact that my nose and sinuses (sinii?) are giving me trouble is what was probably causing the sore throat yesterday, and what was really messing with me today. For the better part of the day I was either smelling burnt toast, or very strong musky perfume. It just wasn’t very fun.

I didn’t need to battle traffic on the way home today, thankfully. I had to go to Mom’s house tonight, so I got to head south, away from the city for a change. My mind was on autopilot, and I almost took the northbound on-ramp, but ended up driving past it and picked up the next ramp a few miles down the road.

We had dinner at Bugaboo Creek, and surprised my mother by getting the waitstaff to sing to her. They even brought out a moose puppet that nuzzled her. The whole thing was much more enthusiastic than what The Outback did for me on my birthday dinner, where the guy kept forgetting my name, and didn’t seem to understand that they were trying to suprise me. We had all taken separate cars up to the restaurant, which was great, since we weren’t forced to go back down to Coventry to continue to socialize with the family. Not that I’m saying that socializing with them is a bad thing, it’s just that we’ve been over there more times this week than we usually are in a month, and sometimes it’s just a bit too much to handle in such a short amount of time.

Tomorrow we’re going over there for a clam-boil. The rest of the family will be there, so it should be fun.

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