Today I was going to write about how I've been sick for like two weeks, and yeah, that totally sucks balls and everything, but it's Friday, I have weekend plans, and my life? It's not so bad.
I've been puking pretty much non-stop for something like 13 hours, not that I'm keeping score.
My sister had to take Gabriel to school for me, because I couldn't pull myself up and together and into a cohesive unit well enough to leave my house for the grueling 15 minutes that would require.
I am literally writing this from my bathroom floor. The linoleum feels really good on my cheek.
Have a good weekend.