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[katallison]

Awake, and feeling ghastly, after a long sweaty restless night of coughing and fever dreams. The only one I remember, actually, is that maygra and I were at a con together, waiting for an elevator and laughing our heads off. I can't recall what the joke was, but we were laughing so hard we could barely breathe, leaning on the wall and on each other. That was nice. *g*

Got my taxes done and filed in fifteen minutes this morning. This is the compensation for being a financial simpleton, with no investments, no savings or interest to speak of, no itemization. I just have my one W-2, and I arrange to be modestly over-withheld, so that I get a nice little refund (yes, I know how financially foolish that is, P. has explained it to me frequently). Then I use Telefile and the whole thing goes slam-bam. Golly, I love Telefile, apart from the smarmy recorded voice.

I would give a great deal to be able to stay home today and wallow, but I have appointments all day long and not much room in my calendar to reschedule people. Drat. I couldn't have gotten sick a few weeks ago, when I had the *time* for it??

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you dreamed of me???

[maygra.livejournal.com]

Oh, dude, that's so...::sniff:: sweet!

Uhm, but you know, it's entirely possible that it actually *happened*.

I spend a great deal of time laughing when I'm with you {G}: Elevators, lobbies, cars, grocery stores...antique stores...little towns in the middle of nowhere, Georgia {G}

Miss you. Feel better *soon*.