It's supposed to be a good night of the week, Grey's is on, Betty is on, weekend is starting, etc. But man, the last couple Thursdays have been nothing but crap. I think I'm going to start skipping them altogether; they stress me out. Maybe today I shouldn't have eaten all afternoon at the boss' goodbye party and happy hour, then gone to workout. My stomach feels like it's still churning on the elliptical. Not a good feeling, in case you were wondering.
Perhaps some pictures of Caroline's birthday dinner a couple weekends ago will make me feel better.
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