
Damn, I'm down with the flu again - roused only momentarily from my Nyquil-induced delerium on Thursday night to notice the gunfire that heralds the turn of the new year in Los Angeles.
I predict I'll be in bed for days playing with the DS-Lite, and reading Sookie Stackhouse, Derren Brown, Cornell West and Eldridge Cleaver.
Not blogging. =(
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