Still sick. Yes, I'm still going to pin this on Demme and my horrible night at Rachel Getting Married. Yesterday, I left work at 9:40am, went home, put on sweats and climbed into bed and woke up at 2pm, sweating under the covers in the afternoon sun. What a waste of day--too out of it to do anything productive and too exhausted to read. Didn't even feel like eating. Who was I? Called it quits at 9pm, downed Nyquil, and lights out.
Now, after ingesting 2 Dayquils (though I think I should have gone with the liquid), it's showtime.
Here we go...
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