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Can someone explain why I'm lying on the sofa drinking diet soda and cackling over Project Runway? I heart Austin's impossible cheekbones and Andy Warhol-esque behavior. I loved his swimsuit though, all silliness aside. It was very lovely.

To make up for my absurd behavior, I'll wash the dishes and do some cleaning!

bleh

I think the fried rice was poisoned. I have been sick all day. On the way home from my mother's house I chanted my don't throw up while driving mantra. It failed at home when I was delayed in my dash to the apartment by some guys carrying a mattress. I managed to vomit all over the porch, yay. Ugh. I'm feverish and miserable now, and my whole body aches.