I am in pain.
I woke up early and paid my bills. Ouch.
To add insult to injury, my throat hurts. It feels all scratchy and enflamed. Even the cheery little edamame that I ate for breakfast (because I’m so POOR I can’t even afford EGGS for God’s sakes) felt like little knives going down my esophagus.
I can’t take a sick day because I have too much to do at the office.
Oh, it hurts!
Don’t you feel sorry for me?
Thanks.
OK, enough of that. I’m going to be late for my conference call.

I feel your pain… hope you are feeling better.
TB
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Soooo cute…my baby first born boobalie, sorry for your sore throat. : ( How’s the splinter situation?
You know what, your mom’s right! You should be serving cheese with all this wine…
I’m sorry that was a HORRIBLE joke.
you can’t afford eggs but you can afford edamame?
I love your new levels of dorkiness.