I... am sick. I have to be. My stomache is killing me, though I attribute that to other reasons at the moment, but even thinking of drinking or eating is making it even worse. I'm just... icky.

My mommy gave me chicken soup today... I may try to put some of that down, since nothing else is working, in the least.

What the hell is with Polly Pocket these days?? SHE'S NOT POCKET-SIZE!! AHHH!!! What -is- that?!

Sorry... One of my random rants these days. LoL This is what you get for watching TV more than once a year. I think it's time to go back to books. Which reminds me, I'm rally enjoying reading Petrarch. He is incredible... His clarifty of thought and process is amazing.