Bah...we went out for pizza with some friends tonite - a lovely time - but I ordered some pasta bake thing instead (I'm not a huge fan of their pizza. Shh! Don't tell anyone, its a sin around these parts!) I'm convinced the pepsi and pasta have created some chemical reaction, swelled to double their size, and now its sitting in my stomach like a lump. Ugh...
I feel like I need to walk 10 miles. Oh, except for the fact that its November. In Illinois. And very windy. And dark.
....scratch the walk.
I feel like I need to walk 10 miles. Oh, except for the fact that its November. In Illinois. And very windy. And dark.
....scratch the walk.
I'll just go do more of this...
