Huh.

Nifty timing for a headache to pretend like it wants to stick its nose in my life. On the one time I go in to work on my day off. My body’s tryin’ to tell me something, methinks. And you’d think since I’m supposed to know me better than anyone else, I’d know I didn’t plan to listen. Apparently our scheduling folks aren’t the only ones who think I work too much already… Who knew?

Edit: Problem solved. Now let’s see if I can earn me some $$$. Tylenol is the world’s awesomest invention.

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