Today I

I awoke after sleeping fourteen hours due to having missed six hours of sleep in order to wake up early to go to do testing that is supposed to help me find a job or point me in the direction of cetifications or degrees that will serve me better in the future.

After awaking at 1 am and being unable to sleep anymore, I got up and ate. But I tried a new brand of honey from a differant store, I didn't really like the taste very much. It was strongly sweat with a lack of honey taste but astrange hint of flowers and wintergreen and a slightly medicinal aftertaste. Not really appealing on carrots and green beans.

Withing half an hour sharp stabbing pains let themselves be known.

Four hours later I was waiting for access to our bathroom, rocking back and fourth from the pain. I think perhaps I shall give this honey to somebody who doesn't have crohns disease. Ouchy.

As I get access to the bathroom the newest (five months) housemate tells me that her job is closing down soon and the nearest transfer she can get is the next state down from us. So She thinks she has to leave.

I spent the next hour alternating between being sick, trying to see what might be helpful in resolving the issues or setting things in motion for the housemate, informing the other housemate of the situation, and cooking my food for the remainder of the day.

Then I procrastinated on my computer before doing some needed things. Then when Housmate one returned in a slightly agitated state I popped in a funny movie and enjoyed a good watch. ("She's the Man" with Amanda Bynes).

Belly laughing when sick isn't helpful but it was worth the discomfort.

Then talk out a course of action for the mobing house mate. Followed by enetertaining the guest of the other housmate while he changed and prepared to go out to Kareoke.

Now I shall eat something and finish up some much needed work online before going to bed, some time after one am.

That's about the size of my day. Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack