February 4

Quite why I woke up this morning with “Summer Loving” from the Grease soundtrack in my head, I don’t know, but it’s right there on seemingly-permanent rotation. Worse, it’s not the entire song; it’s the “suh-uhmer neigh-iiiiiiiights!” bit, AKA the very worst part of the song. Perhaps it’s a psychic price for waking up and not feeling sick for the first time in a week — although, by now, Kate is sick, so the house continues to be plague central. World, you make everything a little bit more difficult, sometimes.

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