July 16th, 2002

greetings, SG1:feretti


I would appear to have strep throat and a fever and 10 shelves half-built in the living room and a house like a shed. I got four hours' sleep, I can't sleep tonight because I have to leave for the airport at 4am. My voice has gone, I sound like a goose farting in a fog and I feel like death warmed up. Argh.

My timing is *shite*.


Thank you for listening *g*
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