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So last night before I went to bed, I noticed my legs were sore and sorta restless. I chalked it up to breaking in new shoes, and sitting in front of my dad's computer for too long.

Three am I wake up. My whole body hurts, down to the bone, and I feel like I'm freezing cold. I spend a full hour tossing and turning before waking up enough to take two advil and fall back into bed. I still toss and turn until it kicks in.

Six am, my alarm goes off. Suddenly I'm burning hot instead, and my lower back is killing me (possibly just from moving around in bed). My temperature is apparently only 99.3, but gods only know what it was before that.

To go to work or not to work? That's the question.

I'd have to wait until 8am to call in sick, before that, phone calls to The Portland Clinic automatically go to a night doctor.

In other news, a week from today I have an eye appointment. C'mon, I want contacts already. Sheesh.

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Of coures, this icon is funny only if:

You've seen the online animation titled "The End of the World," and

you know what Nanowrimo is. Aka, National Novel Writing Month. Aka, a bunch of brave souls signing up to write an entire novel or at least 50,000 words in one month. It doesn't have to be a good novel. It's just the idea of writing that much in one month. Holy moly.

It's not that long of a novel. I read a fanfic that was 47,000 words last night.

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From Free Will Astrology:

I was sitting in the dingy restaurant of a bus station in Washington, D.C. A burned-out speed freak at the next table looked at me with a lunatic smile and said, "I'm King of the Universe. I don't know what the hell I'm doing in a place like this." The dude was obviously not a Scorpio, because you Scorpios rarely suffer from delusions about your own excellence. You may imagine you're worse than you really are, but not the reverse. According to my reading of the astrological omens, then, your growing confidence in your own capacities is almost certainly based on objective truth. Halloween costume suggestion: King or Queen of the Universe.

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Jupiter's in my sign. Yup. I am Queen of the Universe.

Also, calling in sick today.

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Update on my health: I don't think I have the actual flu. I've had the flu before, and I felt far worse than this. I just feel like I need a lot of sleep and I'm sore. I don't have that "I've been run over by a mack truck" feeling I get with the flu. Also, I don't have a fever.

Which is good, because dammit; I don't want to miss the party this weekend.

Speaking of the flu, there was a rather macabre children's song that was popular during the flu epidemic of 1918:

I once had a bird
Her name was Enza
I opened up the window
and in flew Enza.

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Go listen to Harry and the Potters!

"Oh my god, you look like a frog!!"

It's very amateurish-sounding. But it's charming. Plus, I can't get over rock music about Harry Potter. I just...can't.

Adventures in Veganism

I have a box of soft tofu in the fridge and was craving something sweet. So I looked through one of my vegan cookbooks.

Lo and behold! Chocolate pudding.

But I still had about a half cup of soft tofu left. WTF was I going to do with it? I went through the same cookbook.

Lo and behold! Creamy caeser dressing.

One of the ingredients was kelp powder, and ruby_wings and I couldn't figure out what it was for. We realized it was meant to replace the anchovies in "real" Caeser dressing. So we tore up a sheet of nori seaweed instead, which also made it look neato.

I need a better-tasting fake parmesan. It tastes pretty damn good, though.