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Wednesday, Feb. 23, 2005 - 2:20 p.m. plaguemonkey
Ugh. I feel like dirt. I am desperately trying NOT to succumb to the plague that everyone else has around here, but so far the total is: Cough Chest constriction raspy voice sore throat occasional fever vs. horrendously complicated schedule for the next two days It's not looking good, people.
Sigh......KASF......okay, so I was on my way to firm plans, and now the plans are much less firm. Travis has to work the weekend, now, which is new as of three hours ago. I have to decide if I want to take myself down there, stay in a hotel or whatever, and then drive back. I've already decided it's too crackmonkey-like to try to prepare entries for more than two competitions, so Pentathlon is out. Right now, if I stay healthy enough to work on the panel I have planned for this weekend, then I will be entering Kingdom Champion and InterBaronial Champion competitions. I have an entry for those, and who knows? I may bring some other stuff to enter that isn't glass. I just have to work out the logistics. And sleep. I need sleep. *cough*
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