poolshark

I am slowly going mad. Lying in bed for the third straight day, puking up who knows what. I tried eating dry toast yesterday and puked that up so I am not sure if I have anything left. My body keeps trying to get rid of whatever has made me sick. There is nothing worse than being sick and staring out your window to see the beach and tourists having a good time. I feel as if I am in my own personal prison, trapped in my room with my sick bed. At least I have SG to look at and my i-Pod. I have read all the books that I own and don't have the strength to re-read them at this time. I really want a drink but I know that will just make me sicker. I saw these pictures. This may have been what caused my sickness.