I'm a bitch, I'm a lover. I'm a child, I'm a mother.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
I'm feel miserably sick. This is God's way of punishing me for call in sick to work. I guess it wasn't the kick boxing. But I am dissolving my Airborne tablets in vodka to kill more germs. It's like making my own Nyquil! For lack of anything better to do, I have gone out of control with those stupid blogthings quizzez like by blogette friends are.