Sickly. Ick.

Just when I get through with one illness, another one comes along to take its place. What is up with that? I’m never sick. (Can’t say that anymore.)

So instead of getting gussied to ask Helen, Johanna and Simone out to lunch today, I’m sitting in the parlor, layered in sweatpants and two sweatshirts, freezing to death and generally feeling sorry for myself. Blah.

However, there are things to look at:

1. This might benefit those who partake in No-Shave November.
2. Did you know that Antônio Egas Moniz won the Nobel Prize for Medicine in 1949? Whoa. This was just sixty years ago, fiends.
3. George Washington suffered from taphephobia. (I’m with him there.) Apparently, it was a big problem, dating back hundreds of years. The New York Times even published a helpful article about it in 1899.

And a hundred other things too, but I’m too tired to write about them. I think it’s DayQuil and the couch for me today. Ugh.

Happy Sumday to all!

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