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I'm cold.
Not proper cold than can be warmed up, but weird skin-cold which refuses to shift, all goosebumps and unexpected shivers.
Diz is ill and now on a 24 hour fast. If I had anywhere else I could go for 24 I would
I can't drink, I don't want to eat.
Only good thing is Mum is out most of today, so I don't have her to deal with, although she seems okay right now.
When she's gone Dad will start mooching around doing his own thing, so I'll go watch some TV. And maybe put some gloves on. And maybe boil my beans for dinner tonight.
And make some lists for whet I want and need, as incentives, starting with upping my overtime for Christmas.
No real problems, apart from Diz. Just down.
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