Sickly.

I'm very tempted to post a picture of the pile of tissues that has formed next to my bed.

But I'll refrain. You're welcome.

Here's a recap of my day. Are you ready?

church. lunch in the caf (a muffin, french fries, and chocolate milk). three hour nap. migraine. two hour nap. four episodes of LA ink. a delicious David-cooked meal (pasta, chicken, and olive oil). standing in line at Walgreens for about an hour, only to be told that they don't have the medicine I need. buying medicine I know wont work. shower. starting homework. being distracted by the best mate. listening to a rant about chechnyia. realizing that non-drowsy might equal stay awake. finish homework.

It's now after 4 am. I've gone through 24 tissues in the past three hours. I have work at 7:40 in the morning. And I can't sleep. Isn't life wonderful?