Stricken!

Jess is sick! I woke up to go to work this morning, had a drink of water and immediately sicked it back up. Oh, woe is me. I hate being sick. And now I'm awake and can't go back to sleep, but I'm too sick to do anything.

Oh, why do I neglect the temple of Jess? Harry Potter, damn you. You made me turn my back on sleep and made me forget to eat, and now look what you have wrought! No, no. It's my own fault, Harry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. You are beautiful and majestic and I am weak. Weak, I say! I even forgot to take my vitamins twice this weekend (they're two-a-days.)

I'm a huge drama queen when I'm sick, I know. I'm sorry. But I want my mommy! I want no-chicken noodle soup, except I'd just puke it up anyway. I want something to drink. Stupid germs! Stupid Jess! Wahwahwahwahwah.