For those that know me, and for those who don't, I'm an avid tennis player. Every morning it's up at the crack of dawn to go play. I live for tennis, I breath tennis, I eat tennis. yes it's safe to say I LOVE IT !! But alas poor Penn, I knew him well. 
For the past, well actually more than a week, I've not been able to play my sport of Prince's. I have an almost fatal injury that is preventing me from playing and being my overall lovable, genial self. To top it all off I'm sooo tired, everyone thinks I just got out of bed when I come into the office. I can't help it, I've lost my will to live without TENNIS. Not only that but know I have to wear this 
24/7, or doc says I'll never play again!. Not to mention the drugs I have to take
4 times a day !! At least I still have food!!
I don't know why, but ever since I got hurt, food seems almost human to me, and it's all I think about. I dream of food, I day dream of food, it's everywhere, sometimes its even chasing me ! Like yesterday I had lunch at The Old Spaghetti Factory and last night I drempt of this :
the Flying Sphaghetti Monster. I need help. If I don't get well soon I may die first. Now to top it all off, I'm catching a cold! Aaachoo !!
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