December 24th, 2004

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Damn you, Murphy

So in accordance with Murphy's Second Law of Vacations, I woke up today to a spinning head, weak body, and an unstoppable desire to vomit. Took my temperature after the conversation with the porcelain god, only to find that I was running a fever of 37.4C. I'm not sure if it's food poisoning or, gods forbid, stomach flu, but it looks like this is going to be my second transatlantic trip in a row where I will have to pay careful attention to the placement of airsick bags. If this goes on, I may have to start asking my folks to start visiting me rather than the other way around. T_T
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