Ugh. I'm sick as a dog and in Sacramento. I can't think of a worse state of being. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Bleh. Not only that, but I have no car...and no beverages except beer in my fridge at home. How miserable!! Hopefully I'll have some soup lying around somewhere for dinner. =)

I just don't understand it. After 15 years...why, why, why do I have asthma again? Coughing makes my lungs feel like they're going to collapse, and my chest is rattling louder than a...well, louder than a baby rattle. I sat in the shower for a half hour this morning trying to breathe in, out, in out...like Mr. Miyagi said. Oy!

Btw, Kathy, if you're reading this...don't you DARE tell mom and dad. =)

Everyone who's reading this...send me healthy vibes! Please! I don't want to be sick for Christmas!