When it rain it pours.

Blech. Day 3 of stims and I'm sick. I caught the crap Scarlett and Matty have. I also woke up with my period. After some panic and phone calls to my doctor's office, I learned this is perfectly normal. But of course. I'm off to work, so here is today's video.

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