Some days you're the windsheild...

Today I'm the bug.  

The. Bug.

Why you ask? 

I still feel sick enough to go to bed at 7.30...obliviously I'm not asleep, but I am in bed.

Ugh. Just ugh.

Someone else, actually TWO someone else's WON MY FRICKEN LOTTERY.

'Nuff said.

I'm going to sleep.

Peace out.

She ran calling Wildfire....

I'm laying here listening to the Lionel Ritchie channel on pandora. 

They are playing wildfire. This music is so soothing to me. I'm very relaxed right now, partly because of the music and partly because of nighttime NyQuil. 

Yes, I'm sick again (not that you knew I was before) coughing and hacking up a lung. Maybe I'll lose a few more ponds. That would be a nice silver lining. I just hope I'm fine by the weekend.

Going to sleep. 

Maybe I'll have weird dreams...

Random Gracie eye....