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i just gagged on phlegm in my throat, and puked cherry icee and french fries all over my shirt and jacket just before i was going back into the office. somehow i managed to avoid getting it on any part of my new van, other than two little drops on the carpet. i'm so glad i have a trash bucket right next to my seat. ugh.
there is nothing glamorous about pregnancy.
i want to go home.
there is nothing glamorous about pregnancy.
i want to go home.