Ugggh.

I am so sickly. If I were in England right now, I'd be utterly ill. But I'm not, thank god. I'm in my own bed, and I never want to leave, I just want my computer keeping me warm and a marathon of The Rachel Zoe Project.

I'm missing yoga right now because whenever I try to touch my toes, it feels like a big Republican elephant is sitting on my head. 

Must rest up. Friday I'm meeting my fifth grade teacher for coffee. He is responsible for teaching me how to play chess, how to juggle, how to walk in a city, how to give a firm handshake, and how to use logic. 

I haven't seen him since I was eleven. I would be nervous, but I've been breathing through my mouth all day and my tonsils are dry. Bye.