...that is conspiring to keep me in ill health the entire time that I am here. Thanks. Thanks, Scotland.
Update: I talked to my mother about six hours after I wrote this. Apparently I am no longer allowed to allude to health scares, threats to physical safety, mental instability or general unhappiness in this space without full explanation and assurances that I AM aware that the sun'll come out tomorrow. I therefore hereby acknowledge that, while temporarily laid up with a common (oh, tragically common!) cold and a bit of a paper-related panic attack, I do recognize the validity and value of my time here.
Geez.
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