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Sunday was Justin's 29th birthday. We celebrated by coming down with the flu. Yesterday we went to the E.R. Justin was hooked up to an IV while they let me sit in a plastic chair next to him for six hours. I thought the guy next to us was a wimpy whiner, but it turned out he had kidney stones, so I'll forgive him. I'm feeling better today, but I'm tired. I've got my grape juice. I hope it stays in me.

Oh, and Justin got Season 1 of Futurama on DVD for his birthday.