Stupidly, foolishly, I drank too much on an emptyish stomach Saturday night. I woke up sick on Sunday and spent most of the day missing out on a bunch of fun things that I wanted to do, like swimming in the Yuba with A. She came over to see if I wanted to go but unfortunately a barf was waiting in the wings. Of course 45 minutes later I felt much better and regretted not going at all. So did Riblet. She was really wanting to try out her new life jacket.
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