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[Apr. 5th, 2007|12:18 pm] |
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Grargh. *mutters irritably*
My cough has triggered. Again. My parents are telling me not to go to ProgSoc, and I think I'll overrule them on that; but I'm probably going to go fairly late and leave fairly early. Or try to, anyway.
I actually feel pretty reasonable a fair proportion of the time at this moment in time. It's just when I'm coughing up a lung and a half that I'm tempted to stay in bed till next week.
I wonder if there's any Strepsils in the cupboard?
-Mmaster
EDIT: Duro-Tuss, Neurofen, and Pepsi make for an interesting cocktail. I couldn't find anything advising against it, so... |
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