That awful thing where it's 3:35am and your tummy hurts for no discernible reason and you're on a noon deadline the next day and there's no Advil or nothin' to help you get through the night and the light on your wonky smoke detector is flashing red and.

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October 4, 2012

That awful thing where it’s 3:35am and your tummy hurts for no discernible reason and you’re on a noon deadline the next day and there’s no Advil or nothin’ to help you get through the night and the light on your wonky smoke detector is flashing red and.