greatest sleep ever last night.

Last night I didn't get to sleep until 9am this morning. I spent the whole night feeling like I was going to be sick and I felt that I was weakening. At 8am I just went to the washroom and puked my guts out so I could get to sleep. It was wonderful. Twice, I could have projectile vomitted, but I didn't see the need to fill the wall since i'd have to clean it up later. Next time though, i'll try to find a place where I can projectile vomit good.

I did get some sleep though, I tend to dream in the mornings after i've woken up the first time. Had three dreams, actually and they were all weird. Got punched in one, took a train in the other and the last one i've forgotten fully now. If they were worthwhile, i'd have written it down right away, but they were weird dreams so I didn't bother. I've had better ones i've written down.

Had soup for breakfast at 7:30pm tonight and I feel less like death. More like rot now.

It's all funny because my aunt offered to give me a flu shot on sunday and I said no, because the last flu shot I got actually made me sick. Two days later i'm got the bird flu and am starting to die.

I wish I had a pepsi here......