I'm sitting on the couch feeling nauseous as ever. A few hours ago I was nauseous because I needed to eat something. Now I'm nauseous because I did eat something. I had leftover Alfredo pasta with broccoli and chicken from last night. The pasta sat well, the broccoli and chicken no so well. I took… Continue reading Bleh
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Left Field
Not all surprises are good surprises. Sometimes, a matter of days before Thanksgiving, you're told that your aunt has stomach cancer. It just comes up out of left field and then its there staring you in the face, and you're there staring it in the face, unable to react and not exactly sure what to… Continue reading Left Field