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The good: Fever's gone, and the muscle aches have been replaced with a wicked headache. No problem -- tylenol to the rescue!

The bad: I think my tonsils are the size of golf balls. Swallowing liquids is hard, and my voice sounds like a cross between an obscene phone call and Urkel.

The ugly: I woke up this morning blinded -- both my eyes were glued shut with some kind of weird crusty goop. EW. I actually had to tear one eye open so I could navigate to the shower and wash the rest of it off. I suspect I'm low on eyelashes at the moment. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!

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Solomon sheds so goddamn much. Seriously, I pull three cats worth of hair off of him with the shedding tool every week, and yet there are still tumbleweeds of cat hair flying around the apartment within seconds of sweeping.

Also he has dandruff.