Fuck this shit. I'm sick. I can't believe how contagious that boy was on Saturday night. Geezus Christ. I sat next to him. :-/ You think this is fair? No no no Trace has work, Trace has things to do, people to lime with, important money matters to attend to. Let's hope this goes by Saturday. I really cannot bear being sick. I need some drugs. Help help help!

In other news, my parents are going berserk with me :) Isn't that interesting? *shrug* I don't want to think about it because I'm naive and immature and stupid...and really not in a state of well-being to deal with it. Blah.

This tomato juice thing isn't helping. I need to hurt the boy who shared his germs with me. He also passed to oh..I'm figuring anyone within a one foot proximity. Ugh Nigel sucks. And I awrned him not to pass along his germies...but noooo.

My resistance? Low? Where? I've been happy dammit. Anyway whatever. Move along.

I at least had a good weekend. Saturday night I spent getting my ass kicked in a lan party, playing Quake. *pauses to wipe running nose* That was rather fun, despite being attacked (slaughtered mercilessly) like the newbie that I am and apparently acquiring the flu that I have.

I'll be collecting all the sympathy you can offer right about now. :) Thanks. *fades into sickypeople land*