Laaaaaaaazy bones

Today I probably didn't do anything.
Actually, I did do something. I cleaned out from under my bed, started a scarf, talked to Kat (who didn't even TALK to G on Wednesday, let alone say something about me), and read Fire and Hemlock by Diana Wynne Jones. I have to say, although I liked it, I think I may have to re-read it later, so I can catch everything I missed the first time, now that I know the ending. It was kind of confusing to me. Besides that I think I have a sinus infection (my teeth hurt, my nose hurts, my nose is stuffed, and my nose feels tight,) also a sore throat and a headache. That is SO not Jolly. At least it isn't my birthday.
Shawn is sending either me or Mom something in the mail, and I think it's me. I think maybe it's a bomb, or possibly poison. I'm getting kind of worried. I'll probably get it Saturday. Except I won't be here Saturday, so I'll get it Tuesday. Because I'll be at Tal's over the weekend + Monday. And yes, I did just use a plus sign instead of simply typing the word. And yes, I am really lazy. And no, I don't need to get a life.

Okay, maybe I do. I think this one's broken. Irreparably. Possibly the sanity section.

Uhyup.