Sunday, September 7, 2008

Could You Point Me in the Direction of the Nearest Difibrilator?

My heart has literally been pounding all day, and I'm really starting to wonder whether hearts can die from exhaustion.
Maybe I drink too much coffee.
Or maybe it's just my extraordinary ability to magnify mental stress and translate it into physical symptoms. It runs in the family.
Either way, I'm a little worried about the old ticker, and I'm considering eating a steak or something tomorrow in an attempt to appease it.

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