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did anyone happen to see the cement truck that hit me? or notice it pouring its load into my head? because i am sore all over and my head is a big owie.

ah yes, being sick sucks. i spent the whole day on the sofa whimpering and drinking tea, after last night spent tossing and turning and sweating and freezing. bleh. please let me feel better tomorrow, 'cause i'm going stir crazy in this house and can't take another day of a sore throat and sinuses packed with ick.

totally unrelated, except that i saw an update on the story while i was huddled on the couch this morning: this guy drew petersen, the ex-cop whose wife is missing and previous wife died "accidentally" in the bathtub... he scares the hell out of me. every tme i see him on the news, a shiver goes down my spine. he is so arrogant, and loving all of this media attention (in an "oh, leave me alone, yet i'll come out and talk to you" kind of way), and i look at him and just see pure evil. just... ugh.