12 July 2008

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I am reading a book, by a French author concerned with perverts and travel, my upper respiratory system is swollen, virus have transformed cells previous aligned to my existence into pernicious cells thinking of something else, they quickly make friends and my body hates them for it, and is now creating a fuss.

I spent 4 hours in a refrigerated room sipping sugared water while cell division continued to induce mucus production. iSniffle. In the cold room I compiled a number of lists. One list is how many internet accounts accumulated, another, possible places where my money is spent.


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