Getting through today will be a feat of will, determination, and endurance.

I still don't feel that great. My stomach hurts less than it did yesterday, but I'm still terribly distended and feel particularly miserable. I slept yesterday when I got home from work pretty much the whole night, didn't eat anything, so that I ate nothing all day, which I atleast feel is a real step in the right direction, although I need to attend to some delayed matters before any improvement can be seen. Have my coffee here, but nothing yet, dammit.

Definatley felt like I atleast got caught up on some sleep. It was the only thing I could be bothered with anyways. Got a text from Nick around 10:30 saying he was going over that house on Calvert where we hung out with Phoebe for an hour or so, for me to get some sleep and we will have fun tonight. I will be very glad to see him and start this holiday weekend, I just hope I feel better. I actually felt so gross yesterday (and still today, really, so I hope there is some improvement by later), that I really wouldn't have wanted to be seen by anybody anyways.