"Yeah maybe around 64,850 seconds from now... no 64,842... oh 64,835..."
This is terrible.
Boston weather is terrible. Two weeks away is terrible. Two meetings in two weeks is terrible. Having only beef or chicken or fish all the freakin' time is terrible. Being chocolate milk-deprived is terrible. Being PTZ-deprived is terrible. Having scaly old-lady hands is terrible. Missing the dog is terrible. Being sick while feeling terrible is... well, terrible.
Everything is just terrible.
Despite the little adventure into downtown yesterday, the mama's still feeling terrible today. =/
TGIT.
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