Last night I went to bed with a headache and an upset stomach and dreamed of chicken burgers with mustard, barbeque sauce and onions. This morning I woke up with a headache and an outright pissed stomach and decided to let the chicken patty go to Problem Solving for me. I will get the notes from him later.
I have experienced the intestinal violence of bodily thinking twice about bad meat in the past, but right now I feel like I am in a long-standing verbally-abusive relationship with my digestive system, and it is time to get out. Hopefully I can catch the Wellness Center before they close all day for lunch. Lunch... eugh...
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