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11 March 2001
and sicker still. coughing, sneezing, blowing my nose every five minutes. didn't want to leave home at all, but sunday is shopping day. of course garth wasn't here and we couldn't find anyone else with a car who was available, so chris.k and i had to walk to the supermarket and back. not the best thing for my cold. and a generally miserable experience.
went to bed really early.