I'm sick.

I don't even remember the last time I was sick. It feels as if there's enough mucus in my nose that I can actually entertain a family of goldfish up there.

And my throat...well, if I could remove my Addam's Apple, I'd chuck it against the nearest wall.

In a minute, I'm going to start pouting like a six year old child, so my roomates can go fetch some ice-cream for me.

(I want my mommy...)