Bored

[starzki]

My stomach still kind of hurts.  It hurt last Sunday likewoah, but I thought it was because I drank the night before.  (But I remember being confused because I didn't have all that much to drink [four glasses of wine] and I was sick.)  I got over it for the most part on Monday and Tuesday, and Wednesday, the treadmill kicked my ass yesterday and I felt all pukey again.

So I decided to stay home today and drink lots and lots of soda.

Hopefully just sitting around, taking in liquids, will make me better by tomorrow because I have soccer to play.

However, being alone without much to do has just made me more prone to get mad at stupid things.  Why should I care about Dr. Phil's control/non-control of his audience?  Do I really need to snarl at "Full House," which I loved as a kid?  Why am I so upset by the crappy weather when I know I'm not going to go outside anyway?  And don't get me started on Anna Nicole's funeral.  Gah!

Read.  Yes.  I should read...