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Today I am riddled with viral miseries. It's a nobody-loves-me-everybody-hates-me day and I *would* eat worms except they're not kosher. This is the kind of day when rejections come in the mail and dejection would appear even without the rejection. Even chocolate only helps for a moment. I know most of it is induced by me not being well. I still feel dejected and rejected and entirely woeful. To add insult to injury, I have nearly run out of Star Trek. Six more episodes and my marathon is done. I think I will sob quietly in a corner.

(I can't work out why I make *such* a fuss about the small miseries of life when I deal with big ones with so much flair. Well, relatively, anyhow. Where were those worms?)