weighing on my mind
             
    
    
 
                     
      All night last night I dreamed of having plastic surgery...it was a glorious dream, no pain and I was perfectly sculpted when I hopped (! obviously a dream!) off the hospital bed.  Unfortunately, I woke up this morning decidedly not sculpted and so on a day that I don't need to go into work early, I went to the gym.  I wish I didn't have to work until 12 every day.
    
    


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