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Man... Am I depressed? Am I ill? I feel awful and it very well could be both in this particular case, which makes things pretty interesting (ugh).

Luckily, tomorrow is my last day of work until the 30th, so I'll be able to get a bit of rest after that. Hopefully. Still, geeze... Doesn't feel great.

I keep finding it hard to get out of bed in the morning, but I'm pretty sure that's on account of the cold. Still, it's not good. Going to have to do something about that. Maybe make a habit of storing my slippers and housecoat on the side of the bed that I get out on, or something like that.

I'm just so sick of being cold all the time.

On the bright side, my advent calendar fic is almost ready to pass in, so that'll be one less thing to worry about.

[Edit] I did two loads of laundry, swiffered the house, tidied up, started a reply to a friend, and worked out for 40 minutes. I feel a little better in the head but I still feel sick, so, CONCLUSION: I was indeed depressed in an everyday sort of way but also I ate something that didn't agree with me and also I should probably go to bed early tonight.

Glad we got that one sorted. ;V