I'm still a sick face. My throat hurts, my sinuses are killing me, my head is pounding, I can't breathe, and I've been exhausted for like 4 straight days... I'm putting up the quote of the day and calling it a night.

QOTD
8.9.04 - "Hey punkin, is there anything you want to do? Any place you want to go tonight?" ~Momma

(For those of you who don't get it, when she said it, it was about 7 PM Sunday night, in EVANSVILLE, IN... there is nothing to do, and no place to go after 5 on a Sunday in Evansville, IN.)