I do not want to get dressed today. I was woken by the stupid telephone (the boy wanting some nonsense that definitely didn’t require waking me) and then a lovely bout of yelling, lecturing, and huffing by my father. I have a large bite on my right leg, which appears to be a spider bite (for some reason spiders LOVE to torment me in my sleep and the owners of this house refuse to call out the insect killer dudes, yes I know they have a special name, but it escapes me, I choose to believe this is because I am full of spider venom at the moment and its likely on the taboo list) and a great malaise hanging about me, which may either be from the bite or my lingering stomach bug which aims to completely destroy my sanity. Oh dear, I have forgotten where I was going with this, I suppose its time to get up and at least take the ADD meds before I spend the entire day sprouting off in a twenty thousand directions and winding up nowhere.