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Bear has the flu. He had a fever of 101.5 last night. (The old mercury thermometers are supposed to stay in 2 minutes right? Well, it was around there.) I’ve had a cold since I came back from IL, but now I’m wondering if I had taken my temp on Monday what it would have registered at because I’m still coughing up phlegm. Bear of course is dying and I am a mean bitch who has no sympathy for him clearly. Whatever. I totally scoured our kitchen yesterday when I realized I couldn’t go into work coughing up phlegm all over everyone. (My advisor already told me not to go in if I was gonna get everyone sick. If your cough is moving stuff out of your lungs, then you are contagious.) It’s hard to have sympathy for someone when you were just as bad as them, but whined less. He’s lucky I find him adorable.

And sadly, I just read this over and realized the fondness in my head isn’t translating. I’m not pissed. Amused and only very slightly irritated.

I might go make cupcakes here in a minute. I need something to keep me occupied not looking at the computer screen. The flu or cold or whatever makes my eyestrain really bad. Thursday my eyes were twitching so badly I could barely see.