The Captain of our little ship (Elmeaux) is down with the flu. A lot of us know how rotten that is, but it's even awfuller for her, 'cause she's in Canadia, which is where they keep the flu. AND she's under about seven thousand feet of snow. AND it's like, minus eighty-eight catastrohite. So, send her some warm thoughts. (I'd suggest warm chicken soup, too, but it'd never get passed the border guards - they're cold, too).
Tell her I said hurry up and get back to work!
; {)
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