I wore jeans to the office last Monday because I was going directly to a hockey game from work. I had a migraine and did some throwing up in the office bathroom, and was actually barfing half an hour before getting picked me up. A coworker friend gave me a plastic bag to stash in my purse in case I needed to hurl in the car. Part of me wishes that it had happened, just for the story: my first Valentine’s Day being single in 7 years and I throw up in my date’s car, a dude I had only met twice before… It didn’t happen though and I felt much better by the game’s second period. Hockey hockey hockey!
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