Roar

So, today started off fairly shitfully. I woke up at 4 in the fucking afternoon which just shits me so much. When I was younger it was a badge of honor, but now it just feels like such a waste of time. Today was supposed to be mine and Felixes day of sexy-sexy time, but we wasted a lot of it.

I still feel really sick, but it comes and goes so sexy-sexy time can still be for filled. Tomorrow will have to be library time, but I also want to do something else cool. Felix suggested rock-climbing but I don't think it would be a smart thing to do while I'm recovering.

And anyway, I want to look pretty.

Maybe we'll go see a movie. We saw Hancock and I thought it was cool, even though I was rolling around in pain at the time.

Books I want to read

1. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
2. The last Harry Potter but fuck knows what it's called?
3. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
4. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
5. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
   

This is all for now.

I just got home from the hospital and have been diagnosed with inflammation of the stomach lining? The fuck? Anyway, it's coming back pretty bad right now. Feels like apendancididitisis.

On the plus side, I have tomorrow off and can go to the library! Hooray!