Day after New Years. Woke to find I've slept through almost the entire holiday. Looks like maybe this sinus infection I've been packing was only half the problem. Kidney infection, too. Keep looking at that big bottle of augmentin 875 sitting on the window sill wondering how long before I can finish it. Feel like a kid counting a jellybeans in jar. Anyway, fever down today and stomach pain in remission. Energy levels still way off, but even so managed to make a few revisions and finish "The Big Sky." What a book. Not sure I was giving it the respect it deserved starting out, but have since come to see why it's considered a western masterpiece. The ending--the last hundred pages--felt incredibly modern in many ways. Gonna go on a search for "The Way West," now. How can I not? Going back into hybernation. Hope to gain a few more yards by tomorrow.

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