August 26th, 2002

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The weekend was good. I'm extreemly tired. Like, even more tired that I usually am on a Monday morning. The coffee is having no effect.

Too much week. Not enough weekend.

Work is going well. I'm actually ahead of the game for once.

Nothing more to say now. I'm going to lunch.
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I left work around 2 to come home and sleep. I would have been better off if the damn phone didn't keep ringing.

I feel worse by the hour. I am coming down with something serious. I can feel it.
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    sick sick