Boo

I am in a complete funk. And to make matters worse, all of my issues have taken physical form and I won’t be going to Jim Thorpe today. I am miserable.

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EDIT: Apologies for this post…though I’d rather update then delete it. It is genuine me after all. My problem was, I look forward to these times with friends. I feel like, these days, its hard to make a plan that will entertain everyone. But unfortunately, my stomach rebelled and left me forced to choose bed and a light, anti-diary diet for the next 24 hours…woopie. Jim Thorpe will always be there, along with more times with my friends. But it’s upsetting when your hopes get let down, eh? I just needed to get it off my chest.