that ribbon

Sorry about the retail ick, sj. I hope things get less stressful today.

MRI~ma tommy. (which is fun to say out loud. sounds like a demented cat. sounds like *my* puppycat at least. mmmrrwma.)

I think I am spending today curled up with Jack Bauer again. Which couldn't sound less sex-ay today if I tried. Have dosed, have hopes of dozing.

VW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cass! How are you feeling? I think we've got sister colds.

Triplet colds?

I guess so!

I am so sorry to hear that.

Head is about five sizes too small. Coughing through last night has stopped or paused currently.

I've been sticking zinc up my nose for whatever that is worth. Also I had really forgotten how miserable a really bad cold is. Blech.

We should really send these sisters packing. Free loading dumb viruses.

Oof, look-a-like sisters is pretty much an evil giveaway. I mean, Olsen twins...

vw! Hey, where's the printer paper? Also, hi!

And, you know, I just didn't feel like I was getting enough sympathy, so I said, hey, family? Could somebody else have a health scare, please? And they just love me so much, my uncle had a heart attack.

He should be fine. And he actually has insurance for the first time in two years, so all's well. But come on! This is getting embarrassing!

Mooooom, Emily is bogarting all of the family drama!

(I'm glad that your uncle's outlook is good and that he is well insured. ~ma shall be sent.)

Yeah. Want to not-back-out of Fay kissage. Wanna snog.(I get much attention from that story, you know.)

There's erika snoggage and we're all disappeared to our bunks?

Liar. But thanks...could use that today.