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Tired of being sick and tired. Managed to scare myself at one point this morning, coughing and spitting out a quantity of phlegm and bright-red blood. Panicked for a moment (Oh, my gods, i'm consumptive!) before figuring that the blood was from having jammed the end of my toothbrush into my gum as a result of coughing while brushing a few minutes earlier. Nine o'clock and i'm ready for bed. Not looking forward to going back to work tomorrow, but i'm going to listen to my body and leave when it says it's time to do so. I figure chances are that it'll be somewhat longer than last Thursday and Friday's three-hour outings.

Thig crioch air an t-saoghal ach mairidh gaol agus ceol.