Farewell, PizzaWell... I've done it. I've broken the rules, and now I'm paying the price.
*sarcastically* Otherwise known as LIFE. *facepalm*
I've been eating rather recklessly the past two weeks, and for the last three days, there has been a little war raging in my stomach. Who knows whose side I'm on... I'm too tired to remember! But I feel utterly, miserably sick. Those of you who have had stomach pain know that it is no joke.
Oh, and did I mention there is a paper cut on my thumb, and it hurts like the dickens?
Yes. I'm through complaining.
God bless all you sweethearts who have faved, comforted, and commented lately. Fiona loves you, writhing as she is on the floor (which was literally so yesterday, my dears).
Saw this in new-writer's blog the other day, so I thought I'd oblige in my next journal. Readers: feel free to join in and post yourself! It's fun... ^^
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU'VE HAD:
THREE THINGS YOU'