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I seem to be in the expel the ectoplasm stage of this cold. Woke up godawful early, i.e. 3:30am, to coughing and ended up for an hour drinking tea until my throat calmed enough for me to try and sleep for another hour or so. Bleck.

I'd love to see Captain Marvel this weekend, but I don't think it's to be. One, I haven't bought tickets, and tw, I think the weekend is already booked. I am wearing my Captain Marvel socks in solidarity though.

Writing is being reluctant again. >:/  Maybe I should just write some fanfic to get the gears moving?