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Snowstorms and the Pox

I was going to work in the morning, as mostly usual, except that there had been a big snowstorm the night before, and I was wondering if my car could make it or not. If it couldn't I lived just across the mission bridge from work, so I could walk. As I was getting ready everyone else was up, and two people (Jason and wife?) came over to say "hi". I was in the bathroom shaving or something and noticed a couple of strange spots. I touched them and they squished under my fingers. It was around then that I noticed that my chest was covered in chicken pox! I had had the pox before, so it was very strange. I called Firefly in to see if she could figure out what they were.