Sunday, March 20, 2005

Weekend Break.

Somewhere between Thursday and Sunday morning, I swallowed two pulsing cue balls and they've lodged in my throat. There's a handful of big stories this weekend that I'd like to post on, but with the pre-emptive strike of Theraflu I've employed for a full assault on the evil illness, all I want to do is watch TV and feel sorry for myself. I need to feel better, this is a big week.

If you could be so generous, say a quick prayer that perfect health finds me. Hint: I'm on the couch. Thanks, talk to you in a couple days.

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