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So.

My professors decided that it would be good to hand out mid-terms the middle to end of this week. Which means that I have up to 24 pages of history bally-who to write about in the next week. What's funny is that these classes are totally different from last quarter's history courses in that I don't trust anything I read anymore, ESPECIALLY autobiographies, which one of them happens to be based upon. FRICK. So dumb.

My body also picked this weekend to have a highly adverse reaction to the absence of caffeine, specifically coffee, in my diet. In between all the normal symptoms of caffeine withdrawals (the shaking, the headaches, etc,) I am now dealing with a cold as well. It's minor at this point, and I'm doing everything I can to contain it. I went to bed at 11 last night, which is about two or three hours earlier than normal. I woke up at about 8, which is two or three hours earlier than normal, but I laid around until about 10.

Church was good. I felt like some of the verses were taken out of context, but there was a reason for it and they still fit the pastor's thesis, so it ended up being ok.

After church, I made my sick run to Haggen and Rite-Aid. Vitamin C drops, 3-ply Kleenex, four cans of soup, peppermint tea, and more Buckley's. This supplemented my Friday Costco run, in which I acquired Sweet and Salty bars, a three pound box of Cheez-Its, and a box of fruit snacks. So I've pretty much been unproductive today, and hopefully it doesn't get worse than this because next week is going to KICK. MY. BUTT, and I'm hoping to get out and have fun at some point...

Stay well. Being sick is lame.