This day started out rough. Not drank too much water and died from it rough, but bad enough.

I got to the office and realized that I had left my notebook at home. For work purposes I carry a hard bound plain writing journal to take notes and keep up with important information. Believe it or not, I can keep up with life better in one of these than any electronic format that I’ve tried. Plus I’ve got several years of these books and can refer back to them for things that come up later. Low-tech but highly effective. Fortunately THE WOMAN and SDFM hadn’t left for work yet. No way could they bring me my notebook but they were able to scan the four pages that I needed today and send them to me.

Then at lunch I made another startling discovery. If you have a Power Bar, a banana, and Oolong tea for breakfast then you should not have Peruvian chicken, black beans, yukka, and Inca Kola Gold for lunch. My stomach is in a state of rebellion right now. So much so that the rest of my body is hoping that it secedes and and takes my ass-hole with it. This hurts almost as bad as the time that I mixed Vicodin and Jack Daniels. Only without the initial burst of pleasure.

Thank God this day is going to be over soon. I don’t know if I could take much more of this kind of fun.

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TC

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