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I stayed home from work today.

NyQuilâ„¢ and a fever has odd effects on my brain. Little blue ferries danced around my sofa, all of them baring a striking resemblance to Fran Tarkenten and Rip Taylor.

Finished an ad up for a deadline and subsequently had another out of body experience watching the pinwheel spin as I waited on the dial up connection to choke up the 3MB of files.

I actually kind of like that odd low-grade fever feeling. I assume that means I’d be a good candidate for opium addiction, but I won’t test that theory.

When the boys got home Kevin said the bedroom smelled like “a sweaty dead animal”. I guess my fever must have broke sometime in the late afternoon.

We’re watching The Fog right now. From now until Halloween, we’ll watch nothing but spooky movies.

This movie still scares the shit out of me.

If I was smart, I’d sit here and divert my attention by blogging rather than risk screaming and tossing my bowl of popcorn in the air.