I remember Christmas eve dinner, a couple of Sam Adam's. Next thing I know, I'm in bed with fever of 103.
Spent all of Christmas day in bed and on the couch chugging Nyquil and popping Chloraseptic throat lozenges (cherry....woot).
Pretty much the same today cept I had some fucking toast.
On a positive note....I still have an assload of presents to open.
Spent all of Christmas day in bed and on the couch chugging Nyquil and popping Chloraseptic throat lozenges (cherry....woot).
Pretty much the same today cept I had some fucking toast.
On a positive note....I still have an assload of presents to open.
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