I have no idea what is going on with my body, but I do know that it must hate me. It could be mistreating me for the sushi lunch I had Friday, or the Italian Friday night. Perhaps it’s the soup and salad or hot wings from Saturday? It can’t be the Easter fest, as I wasn’t feeling well long before it (btw, it was quite delicious). Whatever it is, I wish it to leave me soon. Just when I think I feel better, I’m hit with another bout of it 
I’m debating whether to go to work or Les Mis tomorrow; I’ll have to think quickly about both.
At least I’m well taken care of. That is what this whatever it is can never take away from me 
That was so cute, Mark! =) Oh yeah, and sorry you were feeling crappy. Hope you’re better now.
-Al