i think i'm getting sick the way i was getting sick in l.a. i don't mind so much functioning all day with a little bit of a sniffle and cough here and there..it's the whole waking up and being sick that i hate. you know how you can't breathe and your head hurts and your chest hurts and your throat hurts and if you move the room goes round and round and round? ugh. even when it's beautiful and sunny out, i can't get out of bed if i'm sick. and i hate orange juice and everyone's telling me to drink it. HATE. yuck.

right now i'm watching cirque du soleil and the contortionist is grossing me out. how is it possible that her bones aren't broken from doing all that stuff? ewww..