Sunday, August 04, 2002

Not the way I would have chosen to spend the weekend. I was supposed to be cooking dinner for some friends Saturday night, a low-key party to celebrate my birthday next Wednesday and Antony’s a few weeks ago. The friends came to dinner, but I wasn’t cooking. I was upstairs being sick with the bug that’s been going around work.

Perfect timing: I woke up sick in the middle of the night Friday, today I’m barely up to eating oatmeal, but I’ll be OK to drag myself in to work tomorrow.

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