I shouldn't talk to people now. I'm sick, stressed out, and I've gotten 10 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours. When I'm sick, I'm either dull-witted and slow, scathingly sarcastic, or ornery as anything. This most recent flu has pushed me irrevocably to the ornery side, where I've been making friends and enemies for the past 24 hours.
Some solid food would probably do me some good. And perhaps a muzzle.
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