NO!

What is wrong with me? I had a cold in September at the hospital. I had the cold of death the week Jessica died in October, I had a cold the week before Christmas!

That's too many frickin' colds. But I'm all sneezy and runny, and now I'm getting a drainage that's making my throat all sore and scratchy.

And here I was minding my own business, downloading Norah Jones and Eva Cassidy, and I'm getting sick.

Dammit.

Oh well, maybe it won't rain at the race tomorrow, and Junior will win. I only say that cause he won the last time I was sick. Well, the last time I was sick and it was race season. I was on the couch dying, as it was the cold of death, and he won Talladega. But then, it was Dega, so that's a bit of a given, but anyway...

See? It's addling my brain already.

And my tooth HURTS! I have a cavity in one of my top left molars, and it stays all vaguely achy for awhile, and then WHAM! This mind-numbing, skull crushing pain starts in it, shoots up through my eye and my brain, and I promptly am begging to die.

I neeeeeed a deeeeeentiiiiiissssssstttt. Waaaaaaaahhhhh.

I watched The Count of Monte Cristo tonight. It was the first time I'd seen it since the theater last year, and I totally love it now. My mom loved it, too. She was all squealy when it was over, that's how you know.

There's something about Jim Caviezel. He's kinda tasty...

But then dirt's tasty to me lately, so I might be crazy. If only hormonal even started to describe it. lol

*sigh*

I mean, I'm wanting to have a baby for God's sake, and do you know how much pain and responsibility that involves? I didn't think so. That really just proves that my uterus has taken over, and therefore lusting after every guy it sees and wanting a baby.

Damn uterus.

I'm gonna go curse my increasingly sore throat while I wait another 20 minutes to tape that movie we watched earlier.

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