I feel icky.

I feel icky.

I don't know what to do with myself when I don't feel good. Especially when there is no one around to entertain me or to bring me snacks.

Where are you, Rachel Handysnacks?

I have work to do but I don't want to do it. I want to lay down. But I'm not tired. But I am tired of watching TV.

This is the worst blog post ever. Of all time. I will try again later.