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I don't have a computer anymore. Lost it in the divorice, so to speak. Been sick lately. Sucks. Coughing up blood-filled green shit is not a hobby I enjoy. If this is what dying feels like... well, actually, it's not that bad and I guess it's a good way to go. my chest doesn't even hurt anymore. Most likely, I have torn my esophogus via hard coughing, and that's where the blood comes from. In theory, this could be very dangerous as it could rupture. But that said, I have puked, pissed, and sneezed blood, so a little cough blood in the ol' lung butter is just something to round it all out nicely. And that said too, if it does turn out I'm seriously ill and die in my sleep, I'm really sorry for doing it in this other person's bed. I notice you still read this, so yeah, sorry. Hope your cats don't eat me.