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And I can barely move.
Totally out of it, puffy and there are about seven Samurai swords sticking in my skull....
Most of the morning and early afternoon were full of dreams that kept turning into painful emergencies that turned back into dreams and there was a long stretch where I was dreaming and awake at the same time. The train wreck is just not describable yet... if ever.... I look and feel like a gang of thugs mugged me.
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10 December 2009
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