My gut is violently rebelling against me right now. Jesus, I feel like I ate a plate meat that sat out for two weeks. I feel like my lower intestines are trying to eat their way through my higher intestines. My tummy hurts.

I have no idea what I am going to do today. I guess I could get some reading/writing done. I guess.
There is really no purpose of this post. Really, it is only something to kill a few minutes while I wake up a little bit more. Also to take my mind off of my stomach. Gawh, this is not a pleasent experience.

I need one of those....what do you call 'em? Girlfriend. Yeah. That'd be nice.

This train of thought isn't really going anywhere, so I suppose I'll disembark now.