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I am alive! I am not dead of flu.

I am running a temperature, but not a huge one, and drinking lots of electrolyte water (a few spoonfuls of vinegar, a few of sugar, and a little salt, stirred into a glass of water).

I will say that the Jehova's Witnesses just buzzed my flat, and I ignored it because R's out of state and nobody else I know would concievably be buzzing without calling first, so I ignored them and then they buzzed THREE MORE TIMES, so I went to the balcony and didn't recognise them and said, "You buzzed me?" and they tried to pitch their propaganda as a "Neighbourhood Works Project" and -- man, I don't agree with evangelical religion but I try to treat everyone I meet with respect, and despite what happened with Bernard I am always polite to Mormons and Witnesses and let them get to "Christ" or "Bible" before I gently say I'm not interested and close the door.

Given that I hauled my ass out of bed for them after they buzzed FOUR GODDAMN TIMES, I was sorely tempted to pee on them from a great height.

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I am still not dead. I think, anyway.

I slept and did stuff, some of which I don't recall but I know I did because it's no longer on my to-do list. I made a photobook of the Minnesota trip for my parents, and wrote some fanfic in a new fandom I have never before writ. Southland, because how is John Cooper so cool?

I played a lot of Bubble Spinner. I ate something at some point. I bought some socks.

All of which is to say: Still not dead, in case anyone was worried.