Spontaneous combustion. Without a doubt.
I'm surprising myself at being able to even type.
Just got off the phone with M and I'm beginning to think he may suspect just how few of my marbles I have left. Seriously. It was bad. I found myself stuttering and unable to put together complete sentences, let alone intelligent thoughts.
The little corner of my brain that handles stress is apparently malfunctioning right now.
The Huge Decision that is going to make me either Really Happy or Really Pissed is about to go down. Stay tuned.
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