Dreamed of the SCTV sketch "The Sammy Maudlin Show"; a non-existent ribald exchange at the end of the movie The Candidate. (It actually ended with the line "What do we do now?")
We ate out at the Red Lobster with Donald. (I was going to attend an Asperger's Meetup, but decided this was a higher priority.)
In the evening I got sick again. (More phlegm, presumably. I hope this is the turning point!)
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