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So while checking one tiny little detail about Klezmer music, I got sucked into YouTube for three hours.

Did you guys know swing remixed as techno was a thing?  I didn't know this.  My life felt somehow incomplete up until this point.

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So I've finally kicked the worst of the black plague I've had for the last week (now just my face hurts from sinus pressure, but at least I can breathe), and I haven't taken any kind of medicine (side note: I'm insanely sensitive to all kinds of chemicals, especially considering my body mass. Seriously, two drinks and I'm on the floor, and this is the tolerance level I've built up.  If I have a headache, I take one Advil, cut in half), so my head is clearer than it has been in at least a week.  And so my subconscious decides that now's a good time for horrific dream imagery.  I haven't even watched any horror movies.
Cut for rambling and some squicky shit (at least, I'm squicked). )

tl;dr: My arm feels like jelly, I'm nauseous, and I'm put off of pizza indefinitely.  Thanks for that, subconscious.  I know you were trying to help me work through whatever it is you think I need to work through, but you're still a dick. 

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