Today I remembered:

1) Why I stopped reading novels. (Which was a strange thing for someone as arguably intelligent and fond of literature as me to do.)
2) How utterly incompetent I am at living life. I'm so easy to set off, just whisper-whisper-whisper, like that!


In other news... Sick again. I mean, beyond the sinusitis. Actually, this might be the same or a related problem, but my throat is killing me... It might be something else though, in which case I can and will do something drastic (I don't know what exactly yet) to my head (which is the source of all my problems)!

You know... If people didn't have heads (I mean, had evolved sans heads, not had them chopped off!), a lot of medical problems would be solved... Though I suppose a lot more logistic ones would have appeared.