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Am very tired. Spent hours & hours sleeping, then rolled over and slept a few hours more. You know what kept me from sleeping the day away entirely? I wanted chocolate, and there was tragically no chocolate in my cabinet. Also, the clouds at sunset were very pretty. There you have it, my two major motivators for getting out of the house on a sickly Saturday: chocolate and sunsets.

Probably should have stayed in bed, though. I don't think the antibiotic has helped; I feel like it's only made the bronchitis fighting mad and determined to wreak its vengeance upon me. I'm tired and it hurts and I want a hug, darn it.

Was considering skipping the MegaPoMo post for today, since selecting good computer-generated nonsense seemed too much of a challenge for my addled brain, but MegaHAL very kindly presented me with this two-line output:

Insecurity is an emotional sea.
i'm filled with sand.

I checked his dataset to make sure this wasn't simply cribbed from a single human. As it turns out, HAL borrowed from at least four different sources just to make up those two lines--and they work together quite nicely indeed.