02.18.04 :: 9:11 am

I woke up this morning shivering in fever chills next to Mr. M who offered to have me stay in bed and take care of me all day, but I reminded him that peasants at Estee Lauder like myself do not get paid when they stay home sick and so I dragged my aching carcass into work this morning at 8:30 no less, dripping snot and moaning softly into my echinacea tea.

That was the longest sentence I've ever written.

And now I am exhausted.

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