It’s like magic. Now that I’ve actually gone to the attention-seeking extreme of seeing a doctor about this stupid thing, it’s gone away. Still a tad under the weather, but nothing like it’s been for the past week and a half. It’s a lot like when Aunt Flo is late, so you go buy a pregnancy test and then she shows up while you’re driving home from the drugstore, and you realize you’ve just paid $9 to jump-start your period. Yes, that has happened to me. Twice. So okay, I’ll cancel the labwork and be happy that it’s over. And yet again, I’ll swallow the grumpies over the fact that if I’d just waited another day, I wouldn’t have wasted my money and the good doctor’s time.

Not at all irritating.

Song du Jour of the Day? I’m watching a dippy special about the top 20 Abba songs, so here, for your viewing horror enjoyment, is the winning entry for the 1974 Eurovision Song Contest! I bet you didn’t know that this is how Abba hit the big time. I am so groovin’ on the blue satin knickerbockers.


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