I think I have come down with my first official man cold. A man cold is just a regular cold with a lot of unnecessary whining, complaining, and languishing. I can't breathe through my nose, but mouth breathing makes the phlegm rattle in my chest. Sleeping is a thing of the past and I wish I could die and be reanimated when this cold is done with. I don't have the energy to keep typing, so here's a picture of the demon cat under our new Christmas tree.
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