Please make this stop. I've been in bed for the past week almost. I was actually able to keep track of a conversation. Right now, most conversations come and go and I don't know where they're going.
I've had chicken soup from El Oasis downstairs. Four soups. They already know my voice when I call an order. I am tired of it though. I've had soup all week. That's a lot and I feel like I'm growing feathers.
I just got lost in conversation like I've done before. Oh well, who cares? I just spent another few minutes trying to remember what was said.
I know I have to get with the motion and see which fly looks cheesier.
Laters Chif out
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