Now I'm getting sick after I go on vacation. I hate how it feels as the illness begins, which is three parts "Ohfuckno, I don't want to get sick," one part "Huh?" and an additional part of "Maybe it won't get worse?"
The stupidity feeling made it easier to go see Nim's Island with J.R. and the kids yesterday. It was cute, and I pretty much always love Jodie Foster, but it wasn't a must-see.
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