Monday, December 8, 2008

The Cold: Day 11

The Kleenex supply is running low. I don't know if we'll make it to dark at this rate.

I find myself pondering the Law of Conservation of Matter. Given the sheer volume expelled from my nose daily, I fear there is an oyster bed outside Seattle that is being systematically depleted.

Pray for me. Pray for the oysters.

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