Today they ran another test and have crossed another possibility off the list of what’s wrong with my stomach. That’s kind of sad news, but it’s also great news that this means there’s nothing terribly wrong, just something hard to figure out.
So to celebrate, I’m going to bed very early tonight. Is there anything more indulgent than that?
Also, we recently read an article about Zach Galifianakis that we can’t stop laughing about. Why do I have these bizarre celebrity crushes?