TGIFF besties.

Woohoo.

Hello Friday.

How are you all doing today?

I'm hanging on by a fucking threat.

Lee and I are both sick.

We feel like shit.

We are.

I'm not, but I have a pounding headache.

I'm highly medicated.

What else is new?

Is that different than any other Friday?

I hope.

Exactly.

Exactly.

These aren't my special bills, though.

These are the antibiotics and the steroids, you know. Some of you may know that I am in Texas. I'm born and raised here. But what sucks is I'm allergic to Texas. What the hell? So why I choose to live here now as an adult when I've got choices. Damn, you know, no clue. Massacistic, typical HR person.

See, I would have thought Texas would have been like, you know, everyone talks about Phoenix for allergies. And, you know, people always like, it's so good. It's like the hypoallergenic. There aren't as many allergies there. Someone in Phoenix is probably going to be like, yeah, yeah, it's what people always say. And I would have thought that, like, San Antonio would be like that, but that comes from nothing

other than my gut. So I sound like a real corporate executive. Maybe in West Texas, you know,

because we have every climate in Texas, you know, so where I live in San Antonio, it's just

juiciest hill. I mean, it is humid. I mean, the trees are treeing, you know, the plants are plant, spring has sprung.

I mean, it is yellow outside with the pollen.

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