
It's different; very flemmy, headache, and am so sore I feel like I've played basketball non-stop for about a week, only without the endorphins. And I lost every single game.
Also our furnace went out. And the internet. And we found mold in our baby's room. And the Green Bay Packers lost.
When it rains it pours.
Ah, if only I had an irascible old grandfather to read me stories of fencing, fighting, revenge, true love...
How I envy you, young Fred Savage.
Hopefully I can post more when I'm better. Till then...Go Pats.
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Pats???
Booooo!
I hear ya...I have had the same sickness here. Yuck! Get well soon! -Sarah and Nick
Yep, I'm pulling for a Pats win. Come on, this is a chance at history here.
And no, I didn't start liking them once they won their first Super Bowl, I first started liking them after they changed their uniforms. Which is almost an equally superficial reason to like a team.
Pats???
Booooo!
Cheaters, Cheaters, Cheaters, Cheaters, Cheaters... you get the point.
I don't hate the Pats because they cheated. I hate them because they are a bunch of buttholes, especially their coach.
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