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December 24, 2003 - 9:45 a.m. Christmas is coming. I would still know this even if I lacked all forms of communication with the outside world. The Annual Illness has arrived at 3 this morning with my head in a toilet. I am not nearly as nauseous but still a little dizzy now. It really is too bad. Was looking forward to buffet style catered lunch at work. The thought of food is killing me right now. Ooo. Maybe I'll lose weight... Finished Christmas shopping last night and will have to force self to wrap last few presents today. I just keep reminding myself that it will be all over tomorrow. Thank God. 0 Adorations and Criticisms
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