I officially can now be lumped into the "every student that comes to this clinic gets sick" crowd. I thought I was going to go unscathed. I heard the statistics. I knew nobody had ever made it 6 weeks with a clean bill of health. I had my daily vits, my 2 daily clemintines, my cat-like reflexes for dodging respiratory droplets, and various other "jump the chalk line" superstitious, knock-on-wood type methods of evading the virus. I even washed my hands a few times. In other words, 079.99
On a side note, I thought I experienced my first earthquake last night. I woke up to the bed
shaking, the walls vibrating and an overall bumpy feeling in the room. My first thought: Chris (geologist brother) is going to be so impressed. My second thought: Is Chehalis even near a fault? My third and final thought: Why did my landlord just start their dishwasher at this hour?
They apparently own the 1973 model that has such an intense cycle, it is a threat to the structural integrity this house and my patience. I think a quake would have been milder.
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