I'm at least able to move without feeling like there's a bomb going off in my stomach. My foot makes up for that little nicity though. Maybe it's because I'm tired, but It's getting really annoying dealing with this. I honestly haven't done anything good, helpful or otherwise positive lately. I'm so exhausted it's all I can do to cling to hope and cling to God. When will it end? I hope soon. But I'll try to give a positive picture of life. Sunday was good. Went to church. Went to Olive Garden. Went to a musium. Went to see Go Fish and Brad Stine. Very cool. Go Fish's new CD "Splash" will be great when it comes out. I'm mostly caught up now for school. Baxter's still sort of cute, but the chewing has to stop! He litterally pulled my earing out of my ear! Ug!! Well, ttfn. I don't have much nice to say so.... You get the drift!
