There are presently razor blades made of fire and sadism cutting my uvula and grinding mercilessly at rest of my throat every time I swallow.  It sucks.  It could be all the Tuvan throat singing I’ve been working on recently.  Who knows.  And as long as there’s NyQuil™ (which, thank fuck,there is), who cares.

N.P.: “Always With Me, Always With You” – Joe Satriani

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