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I am so tired of being sick and being tired all the time. For the past week, I've basically been sleeping all the time. As in, I go to bed around a normal time, get up around ten, eat breakfast, go back to sleep, get up and eat lunch, and usually take an afternoon nap. I made it to work on Friday, got almost nothing done, and basically relapsed. Didn't make it to church on Sunday (for the first time in ever so long due to being sick, and I like church and missed being there), although managed to make my dad's Father Day Brunch (a tradition which I've kept up, despite my brother not being around to be helpful). Basically, I've been sitting around at home, drinking lot's and lot's of tea (hot and cold) watching a few episodes of Stargate SG-1 and reading fluff (managed to make it to the library today so at least I can read some different fluff, even though there is (sadly) no new Pratchett or Dianna Wynne Jones). It's miserable. Oh, and I've been having crazy weird vivid dreams, which make sleeping so much not terribly restful (the latest involved time travel and the eldest girl writing me from the past in a lovely handwriting that was both calligraphy and elvish).

Went in to the doctor, who said it's probably a virus, and they're running some tests to see if it's mono, which (thankfully) it doesn't look like at this point. I have a smidge of a sore throat still, but mostly I'm just exhausted. Alright, done complaining, now going to read some Pratchett to cheer up myself (the best thing when I'm sick to read is new Pratchett, and the next best thing is old Pratchett).

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I'm such a geek. Saw a photo album on facebook titled "Yes I have SF friends" and read it as an abbreviation for sci-fi before realizing it was meant to be an abbreviation for San Francisco.