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Sunny day, with bright blue skies and temperatures in the mid-70s. While the tree outside my window is still green, other trees have dropped enough leaves to create a spicy-scented brown carpet in the yard, on the sidewalk, in the street.

And me? I'm dizzy and sniffling and sleepy. When I breathe deeply, my left lung yells at me. Yes, lyssabard was probably right when she said you needed shots after using the privies at the Maryland Renaissance Festival. Or maybe getting shots before using them would have been more helpful.

So anyway, I made some chicken soup today. ( Cut to spare the vegetarians' sensibilities. )

That was lunch and will probably be supper too. Aside from that, my only real plan for the rest of the day is rest. There is some stuff that really, really needs to be done--but my body's telling me pretty clearly that that stuff is going to have to wait. Here's hoping I'm feeling better by Friday at the latest.

In dreams last night, someone cursed my stuffed animals so they kept biting me. The white bunny a friend gave me one Easter was particularly vicious. Fortunately, the animals had no power of locomotion, so I was okay as long as I didn't get too close. A bunch of friends helped me get the toys to a safe place while we all tried to figure out how to lift the curse (I think we decided the critters needed to be cleaned. Especially that bunny).