Ah, NyQuil. It's a gift from the gods. The nightime coughing, aching, sneezing, how the heck did I end up passed out on the kitchen floor medicane.
Sorry to hear you're sick Eris. *hands Eris some chicken soup*
<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ October 19, 2003 11:28 AM: Message edited by: RichC ]</font>







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