what goes in is always coming out
I cought my grandpa's flu yesterday and am having a pretty shity day today. Anything I put in my body has been expelled from both majior holes (to put it less disgustingly), and moving around is such a joyride. Hopefully it will be gone by tomarrow, because God forbid I pull over on the drive back to Ames to let my stomache act retarded. Of course, I had to put off working out w/ my uncle again, which really sucks because I love visiting the guy. Then I have to wory bout the other people in the house not getting sick (well maybe i should get Alex sick. That would teach her not to run away again. He, he, he. Illness of revenge). tomarrow's also 'new comics day', so naturally I'll update to tell y'all about it. Even if you don't care. And...I think that's it. Thanks for reading.