13th February 2009

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Wellllll, you can thank the wonderful Adam Bale for this even existing in the first place. Maybe it will bore you to death, maybe you’ll think I’m absolutely insane, or maybe you’ll actually learn something. I’ve been told by at least seven people that I should write a book. About life, love, and exactly what they can do to you. Because I totally rock at putting that kind of stuff into words. Oh, and there’s something else you should know about me. I’m right, all the time. I know you just rolled your eyes right now. But I’m serious. Now, that doesn’t mean you can go asking me questions and think I’ll know the answer. Because I never said I knew everything. But the things that I say I know, I’m always right about. So. Keep that in mind.

Now, for today. Do you know what it’s like, when no matter what you do, something hurts? You try to breathe in through your nose, and it’s impossible. So you breathe in through your mouth, and it kills your throat. You cough, it kills your stomach. You sneeze, and it kills your chest. And your throat. And your eyes. You move, everything aches. You lay still, everything aches. You try to eat, nothing stays down. You sit up, the room spins, you stand, and you feel like a million pounds, you walk, and you feel like you’re going to collapse. It’s called being sick, and it sucks. Blinking even hurts. Seriously. So I’m going to have a little bit more wine, and wait for everything to go numb. Yeah, I really like wine, btw.