I've been feeling funky this week. Blah on Monday. Blah on Tuesday. Blah yesterday. Then my monthly friend paid a visit. Who was that person who told me that pains would go away once I had experienced childbirth? Who? Who? Who? I want my money back. Because today, I could not get up. Nothing worked. Today, of all days, when I had my client meeting. The client, whose own client roster include folks with names that sound like Flymeth Kaltrau, Plemmy Krabetz, Lindseed Lowhann, and Mean Day.
Fast forward: Client meeting turned out okay. My belly still aches, though.
A is serenading me on the guitar. I will feel better.
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