Wow... regarding the last post: It's funny that when I start to talk about God, y'all shut up. Heehee...*sits back with arms crossed, chuckles*
Anyway... I got up this morning around 5 or 6... absolutely miserable from half of a stuffed up nose and a sore throat. A little later I got up and got the Chloraseptic out of my mom's cabinet and went back to bed. I decided I couldnt sleep, so I got up, went down to the chaise lounge with my blankey and pillow and watched Elf.
I swear, I could feel my eyes drooping off of my face, and my brain slowly decomposing due to sniffing a million sniffs of Vicks.
And now I'm about to fall over face first onto the keyboard.
Oh shoot. Too late.
Hopefully all the millions of meds I took will not kill me. Making me feel better would be great.