Well, I got it. Last night, I was feverish, vomiting, and hallucinating because I couldn't sleep or barely breathe. Better this morning. Sharky snuck out and bought me juice and jello to get food into me. I'm going back to bed.
Feles mala! Cur cista non uteris? Stramentum novum in ea posui.
Something Wicked This Way Comes? I wish... This is a dark ride, containing inane chat about my kids, grandkid, cats, husband, lack of a gallbladder, diabetes, cancer scares, birds, Barbie dolls, car, brown thumb, neighborhood, city, religion, daily irritants, dreams, hopes, disasters, and any other freaky thing I decide to yak about. If you are bored or disturbed by what I write, remember I warned you!
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