Spirit (daimones) wrote,
Spirit
daimones

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Uugabugga.

I feel like crap. But at least I can talk today without the rasp...

Called, wished the matriarchs happy Easter. Prognosis: I don't feel good. (These people are Brilliant!) Drink warm lemonade, gargle salt-water...drink rum mixed with something or another. Hah. My mother, the bartender. Got told we have Easter eggs that are non-edible waiting for us. Wee.

Also, there's a dog at my house. Bri's deathly allergic to 'em. So.

No go to Easter Dinner.

Happy Easter, World. Fuck you. =)

P.S. Next family dinner: Thanksgiving...
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