I've got a cold
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2002.09.09
A sore throat from the day before turned into a full-on cold today. Bleah.
twenty-eight years and a million words
A sore throat from the day before turned into a full-on cold today. Bleah.
The nuclear arms race is like two sworn enemies standing waist deep in gasoline, one with three matches, the other with five.
—Carl Sagan