...is the centigrade equivalent of 100.4 farenheit. Which is precisely the temperature I found that I'm running, once I decided that two days of apathy plus one day of complete physical exhaustion was not normal, and decided to take my temperature.
No wonder I've been exhausted.
Not to worry, though: I'm in a friend's home, his mother is fussing over me, and I'm drinking juice and eating watermelon and pears. And I'll likely sleep at least 10 hours tonight. But I'm leaving Blarg city in just over 72 hours, and I really wish I was fit enough to be out enjoying it.