I've been sick all day with my breathing condition thing. (I got it from my two nieces after their bitch of a mother refused to pick them up and she made them stay at our house for 3 hours more than usual.) So I've been sick for about 3 days and I've been in a constant state of "I'm fucking starving, but Im so tired I cant get out of bed."

So here my day.

Early in the morning, Lizzie was laying on me and looking all demonic and shit, gotta love the evil vibes.

Here's me now on my medicine before it kicks in and makes me a full spaz

Heres Lizzie again. She keeps jumping on my bed and refusing to get off my legs until Im done with my medicine or if I'm asleep.

and I've been drinking mostly gatorade all day.

The dogs refuse to leave my room and they're so worried about me. They don't even want me to leave my room.