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My plans to do lots of things early this week were a bit overoptimistic.

Apparently, chomping down on pizza last week was the wrong approach. I should have gone for the chicken soup. Fortunately, I managed to drag myself out of bed and into the grocery store tonight, so I can cook myself some chicken & sweet potato soup in the morning with loads of kale and as much garlic as I can stand. With luck, I'll be able to do a few other things tomorrow while I'm at it. With less luck, I'll at least have chicken soup and plenty of reading material.

I am increasingly grateful for the ability to renew library books from the comfort of home.

Last night in dreams, I went to campus administration to cancel all my classes for the semester. My father was there annoying me immensely, but at least I had the good grace not to remind him that he's been dead for over a decade. In return, he was kind enough not to remind me I haven't attended university since the very early '90s.

Also in my dreams there was a cat, one of the slenderer breeds, with beautiful, deep green fur. I want one. I don't want to have to pay a mad geneticist to create one combining feline and broccoli DNA, but I still want one.