m, while it was wonderful to see you and spend the amount of time that we did together, i could have done without getting your horrible cold and sore throat. these, combined with the persistent stomach pains after eating all weekend, do not make for a happy, working girl. thus i am stuck at home with odwalla juice, a giant (and now empty) box of kleenex, cold medicine, tea, lysol spray, and my faucet-like nose.
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