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I ate ravioli last night. The fancy kind that comes in a clear plastic tub with no sauce. The sauce is sold separately, and I chose the marinara. I made sure to cook it long enough, but I felt kind of ill after eating it.
Then I went to sleep and had this dream: I wake up and my face feels different. I put my hand against my chin and it feels like I've got a dreadlocked beard. I get up and go to the bathroom to check it out. In the mirror I see that it's not a beard at all. It's just a lot of hairy ticks.
That was around 3am. I've been awake ever since.
No more ravioli. Ever.
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