Secondly, Grr should come over here... except she would get sick.

Thirdly, will someone PLEASE get these knives out of my throat? I'm about to start crying, it really hurts. *sighs*

Fourthly, have I mentioned that this REALLY hurts?

And my stomach is upset.

It doesn't want asprin.

It doesn't want advil.

It doesn't want alieve.

It doesn't want tylenol.

I want to go to the hospital and get vicodin to make the f'ing pain stop... but I can't, yet. I'd have to pay for the vicodin even if they gave it to me, and Caleb and I are broke.

*sighs*

I feel like I'm dying of lack of breath and swallow-ness. Ick, ick, ick.