Or, wait a minute....should that be Boo for no sleep? Hell, I don't even know anymore. Sleep is becoming a word that is not familiar anymore.
Ava's still sick, poor thing has a stuffy nose. She's not coughing as much, but she's not sleeping real well, which of course means that I am not sleeping well. Joe could sleep through a freight train running through the bedroom, so he has no worries. >:( I'm pretty pissed at him right now, so.....but that's another topic for another day, that'll probably take me 87 years to write out, so what's the point. :P Anyway...Ava's sick, I'm sick, Joe's sick...we're just a bunch of sickos. I feel like I've been hit by the aforementioned freight train. I have algebra homework that I STILL haven't done, because I had to go and spend $95 damn dollars on a stupid graphing calculator, that I will use for the next 4 weeks and then have NO use for whatsoever. *sigh*
One of these days, I promise I will write something that isn't completely bitching about everything that's going wrong in my life at any particular moment. :( I wouldn't be a bit surprised if you guys (the like 2 of you that I know read) stopped reading because I am constantly complaining. :( I think I'm going to take my unhappy, not feeling well self to bed. Maybe I will wake up in the morning and feel completely 100% better. I doubt it, but a girl can hope, right??
Stay safe and be blessed my friends, until we meet again.