i think I'm dying. I hate being sick. Especially when Cecilia isn't sick, and doesn't think the idea of sleeping the whole day is very appealing. I tried to convince her that laying in bed for extended periods of time is actually very refreshing and makes me happy, but she wasn't having it.
Oh, and I hate the new blogger. It's a pain in my ass and makes my head hurt. Go to hell, blogger beta, go to hell. You are probably in cahoots with my screaming child, competing to see who can make my head hurt more. It's a close race, blogger beta, but I think you're winning. At least my screaming child is cute. You are obnoxious and confusing.
Excuse me while I go medicate.