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.