Instead, Kendra and I went and grabbed some dinner just to get out of the apartment. Nothing special; just some pork cutlet. Or at least I thought it wasn't special until later that night.
I don't know what went wrong, but my tummy was/is not happy with me. No one needs to hear about my long, long night of not throwing up but wishing it would happen already so I could freaking SLEEP. I ended up getting maybe three hours of sleep total and I came home from church after the first hour. I still feel pretty yicky but I'm hoping it will be gone by the time I want to go to bed.
But I made a new friend! Say hi!
Yep. I only wish it was more helpful What the heck, Pink Stuff? Why aren't you making my icky tummy go away?
Maybe it's not such a good friend after all...
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