Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Sleepless in Frederiksberg 

Don't I wish.

Pretty simple Almanac today: Chamomile the wonder-drug, the shelling game, and very little else to speak of.

Two or three days until these antibiotics clear my head enough that I can sleep comfortably and think as near to coherently as I ever can.

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