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I wrote this a very long time ago....

The superflu is receeding.

For the past... five days... I have been delirious in bed. Last Saturday when I woke I felt badly. I didn't get much sleep, and had a few drinks the night before. You see, I've actually had this hellcraft for about 4 weeks now. It comes and goes, but never was this bad before.

I hate not having a spell checker. I just had to look up the word delirious. Words offered: delirious Deloris. I spelled it with two e's before.

The delirium ended on Monday evening. Before then, I would lie in bed and think I was being pursued by people. Things attacked me, and I attempted to defend myself. I think I might have robbed a bank. I worshiped gods in the desert and build temples to them.

Feverish confusion always makes me forget what day it is. And that I don't believe in gods. Actually, I'm sure it must be pretty funny to see one attempt to build a pyramid with a down comforter and two pillows.

My grandfather is insane now. I like to use that word a lot, and out of context, but I really mean it. He is in the hospital. My insane mother is there, taking care of her insane father and her blind mother. It's the insane leading the blind to the insane.