I had the flu this weekend. What a fresh hell that was. I thought I was dieing. It was horrible. My head is still sort of pounding and god forbid we have sun. Its rained like 17 out of the last 19 days or something ridiculous like that. Things are ok.. They're tolerable but nothing is great. Nothing is making me particularly happy and I've pretty much been angry and sad for weeks now. For some reason today I was sad and I kind of wanted to cry and I was so mad at everyone in this house. It was obnoxious.. Everything is dumb. Why.