Oh yes, this is a great mix.
So here I am, feeling sick. Dizzy, crappy in the stomach, maybe even a little hungry but afraid to eat. Totally not tired and nothing new to read if I go lay down because I finished my last Bradbury book the other night. I'm also craving attention like crazy, but no one is around to talk to. Ug.
I wish my books weren't buried in boxes in the art room still, I could at least reread something I hadn't read recently. I guess I'll see if I can dig something up and go lay down like I should. I'll have my phone in case someone decides to call me, but I don't expect anyone will want to.