I'm sitting here sweating bullets and wondering why . . . that wasn't hard to figure, I just ate a piece of pizza with enough hot pepper to curl my toes. I'm sick of being "sick" so I cooked pasta with five cloves of garlic for lunch, pizza with monstrous amounts of pepper for dinner and cayenne added to my tea. I swear I'm gonna burn it out of me. I am so not the good sick person, I'm quite the good lazy person. For as long as I can remember I have pictured myself "retired".
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