Literally. I have a cough that won’t stop, and a chest that’s so congested it feels like it’s made of concrete. And the phlegm…

And the only time I’ve left the house and computer for weeks was to see that wretched Trek film, so I am blaming Kirk, Spock, and J.J. Abrams.

If I die of swine flu, you know who to hold responsible.

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