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I think I worry subconsciously in my sleep. I woke up nervous as hell this morning and sick as a dog. I don't know why. I guess because I didn't do anything last night and there are tons I need to pack yet. I get off early though, so I hope I can squeeze it all in.
My mouth is killing me. The weather is terrible. The weather is going to get worse. Jay comes out of the field sometime this morning. He's sick. He's tired. This is going to be a hell of a week. I wish it was over already. :(
My mouth is killing me. The weather is terrible. The weather is going to get worse. Jay comes out of the field sometime this morning. He's sick. He's tired. This is going to be a hell of a week. I wish it was over already. :(