Welcome To My Not-So-Good Day

I’d like to apologize right off, because I feel that this post will be rather brief. I don’t really feel like writing.

In my mind, any day where you throw up five or six times is not a good one. I woke up this morning not feeling so well, and things only went downhill from there. I made it through one class before I had to come home. I then proceeded to sleep from about 11:00 to 5:00. Only now have I finally come off the couch to do some homework and check the blogs.

In short, I still don’t feel very good. And I really don’t have much to say. But, no matter what, the blogging must go on right? I’ve only missed one day before and I’m not about to miss the first day of February.

Speaking of February, I now have four months in my archives (yay!). Also, this might just be my computer, but I apologize if you’re experiencing slow load times on my blog. I just signed up for a tracking service for this page and now their website went off and crashed, and so it seems that my website has slowed down dramatically and the stat thing isn’t working.

Anyway, I’m going to head off now, but I suppose I’ll at least give you a lucubration so you’re not completely disappointed: Even though I was their captive, the Indians allowed me quite a bit of freedom. I could walk freely, make my own meals, and even hurl large rocks at their heads. It was only later that I discovered that they were not Indians at all but only dirty-clothes hampers.