travis' brain dump

Two more days… and I’m two more years from hitting the three-oh mark… I guess considering I never expected to hit 21 I’m doing pretty good huh? lol

For the record, I feel absolutely horrible today. Stomach is a wreck, body is rejecting the thought of moving and overall I generally feel like a truck hit me. Sorry folks, it’s not a relapse of my hard partying days – I almost wish I could blame that for the way I feel right now. At least I’d know the cause. I doubt it was dinner last night – that kind of issue usually sets in somewhere in the middle of the night giving a nice abrupt end to what would otherwise be a wonderful sleep. I should call Kate or Mark and see if any of them are feeling ill… that will rule out dinner… hmmm … I will discover the culprit… Oh yes… I will.

On the positive side, I am feeling better than I was this morning… the nausea subsided and I only feel like a truck hit me. I think I hear my bed calling… soon enough. Arwen is sitting in front of me watching a movie. What a day for her not to have gone to daycare. Although it is nice to be with her. She’s trying to make me feel better doing silly little things. She’s such a wierdo … wonder where she gets it … hehe

Well, I better get some things done so I can find my way back to my bed sooner than later. 😉