If they served death on a stick, it would look like me.

It was supposed to rain today but it blizzarded instead. Thank you Mother Nature. Monica says I'm lucky to have died today instead of on a nice day because I didn't have to deal with the godawful wind. A slight breeze at this point would kill me I think. If I inhale too hard it would kill me I think. I was dressed for about two minutes before I decided real clothes are too heavy and I couldn't survive the wind anyway. Called Mum. She made me feel better. It hurts to capitalize. I've been vertical far too long. I'm going back to bed.

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