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Thursday, December 16

Taken ill.

I have fallen ill!! What with all this blabbering about health yer ole nature boy has met with fate and seen how he naively clings to the possibility of a safety from his immunological weakness and must consider joining the ranks of pill-popping realists. Herbs and minerals, vitamins and green juice, where are you now? Maybe I cut a few corners when I went out drinking three nights in a row to dull the multifaceted displeasure of my present circumstances; perhaps spending time in that smoky Bulgarian disco or that dusty fileroom revealed the timidity of my naturopathic tenets, or that lamb saag that reeked of ammonia or chlorine. A-ha...! I have stopped using the shower filter for the first time in four years... which must filter out huge amounts of chlorine from the tap water only to experience what... respiratory debilitation! Seriously though people, can I really hope to help those in need with the tools I have perhaps prematurely adopted? With these I had nearly threatened my ailing grandparents! Woe is me, folks, but I must sleep now. Be well.