Wednesday's Child

I feel like shite. And not just shite. Shite that's been run through a strainer then microwaved on high for about a day. Yeah. It sucks. I was s'posed to go out with Trina today, but I just can't. I don't wanna leave the house. Hell, I don't even wanna leave the bed, so I'll be going back there in just a minute. Being sick sucks.



Good night (morning? afternoon?) everyone. I'm gonna crash.