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Day four of illness, still dying of the plague.

I'm pretty sure amusing and interesting things happened to me today, but I spent the entire day trying not to talk or cough so they probably passed me by. I did snarl at Coworker J and then felt bad about it later, but everyone wants to kibbutz at my desk and I had Things To Do and could not multitask with my usual efficiency. He said it's okay; he controls when the doors lock, so if he's ever actually angry with me I'll know it because I won't be able to get through the doors.

I cannot wait for the weekend. Which technically starts at two o'clock tomorrow.

*crawls back into bed*