When you have the flu, you are constantly hacking your lungs out. You drink lots of water, tea, and orange juice, so you have to pee all the time. You take cough drops with you everywhere, and your breath stinks no matter how much you brush your teeth. Yesterday, at school, I got looks from teachers because I was coughing so much during the lectures... no joke. And on top of all that lovely tosh, you've got a fever, so you're frozen. Not to mention being so achy that you can't get comfortable no matter where you sit.
If I can just make it to Spring Break, there might be hope...
The Writer's Block is virtually gone, and so in that respect I am returning to my dashing, clever self again. I just watched four episodes of Doctor Who also, which I think perked me up. Seeing Amy, Rory, and the Doctor save the universe always fills me with ideas.
I started American Gods. Neil Gaiman is his brilliant self, of course, although reading his portrayal of Americans is slightly weird. He thinks we say the "F" word every two minutes. Also, for some reason, all of his characters speak in Southern cowboy accents in my head. Unless I concentrate REALLY hard. But other than that, great story. Leprechauns, of all things...?
[Insert River Song] Spoilers!
I'm getting a new computer soon! Don't know what kind yet, any recommendations? No Macs, please. Too expensive, too breakable for a klutz such as myself.
I shall leave you with a parting image that gives me much happiness:
They are beautiful, yes? :P
Hasta la Pasta!
Oh no. Neil Gaiman's book said the Fuck word. What do
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