When I woke up this morning, something didn't feel right in the pit of my stomach. Literally. The bathroom seems to be my best friend today and I'm surviving off of Powerade along with an incredibly large bottle of water. So far I've been able to down half a bottle but that's seriously pushing it. I can also feel dehydration coming on which sucks to the fullest level of suck. Pardon my French. Either this is the stomach flu, food poisoning, or there's a tiny alien growing in my stomach which is going to rip me to shreds in the near future. I'm sticking with stomach flu for now though.

Along with laying in bed and being completely useless, I've been thinking about the possibilty of writing again. I actually haven't written in a while due to the various happennings that are going on at home. Last night I picked up the journal my best friend bought me for Christmas, looked at the first blank page, and then put it back down. It will happen soon. I hope.

My laptop screen is now becoming dim. Before I go, I shall leave you with one of my favorite parts from the movie I'm currently watching by an awesome German caterpillar.
I hope you all are as excited about this day as Heimlich is about his wings.

Tabs <3

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