Oh god I am dying
Two words: tummy funk. I am so queasy I can hardly type. I am also so
bored I am about to go crazy. I was supposed to go home this morning
but I was too sick to fly. I am still sick, but now I am empty. Too
much info I know, but its good news for me. There is very little left
in the way of enamel on my teeth. I also think there is very little
left in the way of hope for me getting on the flight I am booked on 12
hours and 27 minutes from now. Think good non-nauseous thoughts for me.
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