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Saturday, January 30, 2010

what I slept through

Last night there was a commotion. There was knocking, and someone said, "Dial 911!" and someone said, "He's passed out, but he's still breathing." And I guess an ambulance came. Kitty woke me up a lot, but mostly I slept okay.

This is the shortest cold ever. And I was able to go for a walk every day. What a weak-ass cold!

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