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It’s wretched and wet and windy out. In the brief five or ten minutes it took me to walk from the subway to my bank, I got completely soaked. The wind wasn’t so bad at first, but it picked up all at once and up and down the street you could see people fighting with their immediately broken umbrellas. But at least I finally went to the bank. (Now that I don’t need to leave the office for the rest of the day, of course, I’m sure it will be deliciously chilly and completely dry by lunchtime.)

The plague is subsiding. I can breathe without coughing and my fever seems to be gone. Chris was fine days ago, but that’s because his immune system pwns my immune system.