I got to work at the oh so pleasant hour of 4 am, and I managed to keep it all together until 9 am, when the fever, and other plague symptoms got the best of me.
There are times when vertical is just plain wrong.
I made it home, stopped at the local Boston Market for a chicken dinner (who knew they had cooked chickens, mashed potatoes and cornbread ready to go at 10 am?), ate and now I am taking to my bed.
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