It.
The catastrophic plague that has been sweeping the office.
Phloo.
I have it.
Great. I always wanted to be an It Girl.
Sherry, I need your snail mail address. The most recent one I have for you is the house in Brighton. Please email me. And yeah, this is what happens when you stick your head in an MDiv for a month. Shit happens, I get engaged and hit up by some serious microorganisms.
Let this be a lesson to us both.
I did, however, get a Christmas card from your mother congratulating me on my new job, so at least you're getting some of the news.
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