Dear Body,
I don't know what you call yourself doing, but I'm sick of this shit. Literally. I'm tired of the aches and pains and I just want to feel normal...not that I'm sure I know what "normal" even feels like.
The only good thing that comes from being sick and missing work is daytime television. I wish I had DVR so that I could record every episode of The Talk. Those ladies are flippin' huhlarious!
Get your act together, though...aight?
Looove,
Kimmie.
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