I think I am getting sick. I haven't been sick in...god...years. Well...save for things I've done to myself. But I feel ill. I can't be ill. I have to meet up with Kaja tomorrow and see my Boys on Wednesday and take care of Renee and cheer up Liss and make sure Jude is okay and cook dinner for Pierre and help out with my housemates and finish my schoolwork and walk my dogs and feed the cats and clean the house and do the dishes and I can't sleep yet because there's too much to do and it's all
I am going to go curl up into a little ball and die now.