Not depressing; still shitty.

Well poetry is overrated, and I probably won't be dabbling in that anymore...for a little while, anyway. Right now I feel basically worthless, not mentally, but physically. I aquired a random fever last night, and congestion, and nausea....and it hasnt gone away. I am currently wearing a sweatshirt, long pajama pants, and im wrapped up in my comforter...news flash: I am still FREEZING. Ugh. And my friends are either in Orlando or Jax for the game, and it's Halloween weekend, and I am here, feeling like crap. Not a fair world, im telling you. I don't have anything profound to mention except that Satchel's Pizzeria is THE BEST. There. Take that, poetry. I havent been in the mood to post anything moving or deeply emotional since last time, for various reasons. Right now in my life I don't need to bother, so I haven't been. Check back for more of that later, I'm sure it will resurface at some point....the Holiday season is in fact upon us (damn Eastern Standard Time)...so yes. On that note, have a good night... and enjoy losing an hour of sunlight and gaining an hour of sleep on Sunday. Bah.