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What did I ever do to you, Stomach? Why are you being this way? Ok, you're upset about something. Fine, I get it. But after hours of sulking culminating in making me throw up, can't you just call it even and leave me alone? Do I really have to sit here trying to figure out if I should be settling in for a night on the cold bathroom floor? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?