Today I'm gonna beat my chickenpox, and enter the outside world. I just washed my hair for the first time in a week. I'm about to put on make up for the first time in a week. I'm also going to do a clothes change, for the first time in a couple of days. I realise now how gross I've been. My face still looks a bit like a pepperoni pizza but at least it's not contagious anymore, and I just don't care. I will go crazy if I stay inside this apartment one more day!
What does chickens have to do with this anyway?
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