Man.
I really was 'Quilled out when I wrote my last post, I hardly even remember writing it. I should delete it, but then, how would you all know that I am deathly ill?
Because, I? Am.
I always get scared when I get the flu because I had a friend, who happened to be a neighbor who once got the flu and the virus went into her heart and at 20something years old she HAD TO HAVE A HEART TRANSPLANT. She did well, until she died suddenly last year in her early 30's. She used to always tell me "get your flu shot! You don't want to end up like me."
But I never get those damn shots. And so, everytime I get sick like this, I think of Nadine and how I didn't get my flu shot and "OH MY GOD I COULD DIE."
I don't think I'll be writing until I feel better, because I really do feel awful. However, I wanted to leave you with a little something special before I shut this computer down and try to get better so as not to need a heart transplant and possibly DIE.
Proof that I wasn't lying when I said my neighbor is a trash digger.







It's nice to know that people do that all over the place and not just in WV and VA! :P