Oh, ICK. I'm sick.

Awesome. Ugh.

Seems everyone in my family has had it, and now it's my turn for the flu. And, NO. It's not the GD swine flu. It's a terrible sore throat, aches and fever, cough and bitchiness. Poor Stephen. He doesn't have it, but he has to deal with my cranky ass. Sigh. I'll do the best I can with the blogs today.

Expect crabbiness galore if I do indeed write something.

I'm Sick of These Headaches, Dude.

The lab that processes my blood-work,
Gory close-up of the inside of my arteries.

Bleh. I'm eating right--(MORE spinach!) , exercising again (sorta) and I keep waking up with these god-awful headaches. My doctor took me off EVERYTHING I was taking in terms of hormones and vitamin supplements so I could have a good blood work-up next month. He told me to be prepared for some "discomfort and irritability". Awesome. I can't sleep properly because I'm so hot and cold and am generally pretty crabby.

Please. I'm begging you guys. Any suggestions for relief?

Oh, and my cholesterol is 320. Sweet! Wait...what!?

Madonna Does Louis Vuitton: The Old Bags Collection

We GET it, Madonna. You're still doing yoga.
Sit like a LADY for once!

"Louis Vuitton designer and creative director Marc Jacobs says they went with Her Madgesty after he "just blurted out, 'I think we should do Madonna'" at a meeting. He had been inspired by her concert the night before and "was totally just blown away by it, and moved by her performance, by what she had to say, and her energy."

Even Queer Patrick, my best friend, is so over Madonna. Why aren't all the other gays, yet? Marc Jacobs? Come ON. Louis Vuitton is becoming synonomous with The Real Housewives tarts.

Not interested.

Oh, and I hear-tell that A-Rod is cheating on Madonna with some hot model he met at the Fountainbleu Grand Opening. I thought Paltrow was babysitting him that night. Ummmm! I'm telling!!

Just So You Know

I totally think those Google ads at the bottom of my blog page are super-embarrassing.