'I rolled over in my sleep last night, and you asked if I needed any help.'
'I did?'
'Yes. I told you I was just rolling over, but then started to tell you that I had kind of a bad dream.'
'Hmm. I don't remember that.'
'Yeah, before I could tell you what the dream was, you were snoring again.'
'Sounds about right.'
Bad songs for surgery
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Yesterday I was at the hospital getting an endoscopy and biopsies for yet
another terrible autoimmune thing that I don’t even remember the name of
because ...
5 days ago
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