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November 8, 2007
Thereís a cold in here that seems to have moved inside my body. I shiver and canít warm up. I have a two-inch-thick feather comforter and canít get warm. Two more blankets, another sheet and a pair of very unflattering thermals, freezing.

So we huddle, me and my cat, under the covers. Sheís puffy and purring loud enough to raise the temperature by three degrees. Iím curled in impossible positions, jack-knifed, tucked, twisted. At one point i think my feet are actually frozen and think the word, ďamputateĒ and then ďhypothermiaĒ.

Itís cold and i canít sleep.