Today I'm gonna...

try to not blow things out of proportion. And try to remember how good I've got it. I could be my friend Kim who - in the best case scenario - will be spending the next 6 weeks in the hospital while they fill her full of drugs and poke and prod her with needles in order to delay the imminent arrival of triplets. Six weeks? Man, I don't know how she's gonna do it. Somebody get that girl a laptop and a wireless connection.

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