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God, I hate throwing up...blech...stupid stomach trying to make my decisions for me...

Don't even feel any better from it, stomach still hates me and quite honestly I'm not letting it do that to me again. Ick. Ick. Ick. I have serious issues with throwing up, it makes me miserable...though afterwards took a reeeeaaallly long bath and I feel slightly less gross, simply because I am all relaxed.

Sooo took a bath, half crawled downstairs, and I'm once again curled in the compy chair with a big squishy blanket. TV is all on FX because I'm too tired to find the Dish remote sooo I'm watching Buffy. And playing with an RPG site....Compy is good because I only have to move my hands. Yaaay. I would move to the couch to sleep or something, buuut I'm comfeh. And lazeh. So. Meh. (It takes four steps to get to the loveseat...)

Bleh. Breaking out, too. Even worse. Grrr.

-Maddy