Well it seems I have caught some sort of nasty cold-like thing so posting may be a bit on the slow side this week. It started yesterday morning, and by noon I felt horrible. I rode out the day but as I went in to say bye to my dad my voice cracked as my throat is quite sore and he said "oh well you don't sound to well" to which I replied "well funny, cuz I don't feel too well." Then I came home and made a stink about not feeling well and went to bed at 10:30 only to wake up at noon today. I am feeling a bit better, but still not "good." I'm actually not all that sad about being sick as I never really am sick. It's a joke among people that I never get sick, so if I am it's because I am pretending, which I have been known to convincingly do. However this is honest to goodness sickness. Trust me. I could give Ferris Bueller a run for his "faking illness" money. And even though I'm not a fan of feeling so icky and blah-like, it is nice to have a break from doing anything. My entire day consisted of me staying in bed, taking a shower, nibbling on some cookie dough, and watching the last twenty minutes of How the Grinch Stole Christmas with Grace. Now I am tidying my room a bit and then we are going to see The Wizard of Oz on the big screen! I am actually really excited about that despite my current state of wanting to curl up in a ball and sleep for the rest of my life. And that is why I don't get sick, I turn into a highly more dramatic beast.
Also I am pretty sure this is horribly incoherent and for that I apologize. My brain is a bit fuddled in my current state.