| Cosmic Sneeze: The Phoenix Nebula |
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
3 Cold Monte
I am convinced that in the 11th hour of this cold, it has managed to reinvent itself and reinfect me, not once, but twice. Like the phoenix, rising from the ashes and then sneezing in my face immediately upon rebirth, this twisted, mangled, mutated cold has grown hardy and I am trapped in the hold-tight. I need a nap...
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