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Overcast and chilly here. Currently, it's 40˚F, with a windchill of 35˚F. But we are promised that warmer weather is on the way.

Night before last, I thought I'd beaten this bug. Then it doubled down and kicked my ass last night. I spent the evening choking on snot and running a fever. This morning, I am exhausted and not sure whether or not I'm better. This is what I get for going to the mall, immense petri dish that it is. Somehow, I slept about seven and a half hours, mostly propped upright on a mound of pillows.

Right now, I'm debating whether or not I'm going to try and get back to work today. Spooky's gone to the pharmacy.

In case you missed the announcement yesterday, Subterranean Press is now taking preorders for The Dinosaur Tourist.

Aunt Beast

11:38 p.m. (this morning)
Tags: cold spring, sick, subterranean press, the dinosaur tourist, windows

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