I know. I mince words. Like it's Sloppy Joe night. So: Sick. Fat. Frustrated. Lazy. (Strep?) Flake. Tearverged. Disappointed. Car battery dead. Four days now. Shut in. Four days now. All ready, set, strengthgathered to go play at big place in town, too, before discovery.
Joanna flaked, or tried to make it tomorrow. I was, momentarily, just overit.
Hold on tight and just ride it out. there is plenty of sunshine on the way. Keep smiling! : )
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