Double dipping

So, I find that I have nothing to do. Still. Why not blog? I never do it twice in one day. Today seems like a perfect one to do it. I find myself in a very strange place. One minute, I'm okay. Next minute, I'm doubled over clutching my abdomen. Not so much okay. It also relates to my outlook on life. This month is going to be a very good one, I can tell. But I seem to lose sight of that when it feels like a family of wooly mammoths is trying to claw its way out of my stomach. Oh well. It's better than it was yesterday. And I feel like I should be able to go to sleep soon and get through the whole night. I'm lazing about and it would be fabulous if not for the weakened-kitten-with-polio feeling that courses through every muscle in my body. Sigh...

Tea is wonderful.