I would write a meaningful, deep update of my life if there was anything meaninful and deep to relate. Or would I. Because this week has just been the pits of despair. Physically, that is. I like that phrase. Pits of despair. It's off of The Princess Bride. One of my favorite movies. So it makes sense I guess that it would be one of my favorite phrases. But I digress. Physically I'm wasted. And I have been for the past two weeks. Now I'm not sure why this is, but I have felt completely crummy for two weeks straight. And I'm kinda thinking that it's time for a break. Ofcourse, I should probably stop thinking that because whenever I do, I tend to get worse. I didn't think that I could feel any more horrible than I did last weekend, but I've somehow managed to top it. And the fact that I'm sleeping most of my life away at the moment doesn't really seem to be helping. In fact, it's sort of contributing to how gross I feel. At least it seems to. I know it's probably actually helping me, I'm just impatient. I'm not feeling any better, and I'm sleeping a lot more than usual, which should technically help don't ya think?, and I just continue to feel crummy. But at least the sore throat is almost gone. Thanks to multiple doses of honeyed tea and orange juice, although no thanks to dad who's been drinking the o.j. even more than me! And what's with that? I make it, he drinks it. Can't really blame the guy though, he's in even worse shape than me. If I'm in the pits, he's in the quicksand. Poor man can barely move. Grapefruit juice also works wonders. But then, anything citrus-y will. Totally burns the throat, but makes it feel better too. So does honey. Natural antibiotic baby! I put some in my yogurt today. Peaches and honey. Don't know if it tasted good or not, don't have much sense of taste at the moment. But that's ok. I'd put honey on everything right now if I could get away with it. Sticky but oh-so-good! Anyways. I'm wasted. Always happens at this time of year, and I don't know why. Poor immune system I suppose. Although I should have a better immune system than the kids of today have. Don't know why parents are so freaked out over having their kids swallow some sand or eat some grass. I used to eat handfuls of grass. It was yummy. But then people weren't so paranoid back when I was little. So yeah, I should be good. People keep telling me to sleep and get better and that's what I'm doing and it's not working. Little bit frustrated with that. Maybe I just need to stop listening to people. Ofcourse if I did that, I wouldn't know that wearing headphones for even just a few minutes increases the amount of bacteria in your ears 700 times. That's kinda gross. And I bet the same is true for earplugs and doesn't that just suck. Earplugs are wonderful things, until they get stuck in your ear. Thankfully I don't know that from personal experience, I'm only assuming. But I digress again. The point to this is that I don't have anything meaningful to write because I can't exert the brain energy in order to think of something meaningful. Headache you know. It happens. I need to go find some tylenol.