Infiltration!

The swine got me. Worse timing ever. I have to miss the best party of the year--80s of course! which is happening tonight AND I had to miss Michelle's birthday party last night. Instead I lay in my bed 24/7, and I'm only allowed to leave to use the bathroom. Except now that Sam's gone for a bit, I could sneak downstairs and get food. Perhaps... Pretty boring I must say. I can only hang out with my dogs, which is pretty awesome actually. Them, along with a gallon of grapefruit juice, a thermometer, and a roll of toilet paper are my best friends for the next 3-5 days. And since I'm too disfunctional to work/read/do anything mildly mentally straining, all I do is sleep and watch disney movies on youtube. Writing this blog is actually taking a lot of energy and pain, but I'm running out of things to do. So I'm really sorry if this post is incohesive or just wrong, but I must communicate with the outside world somehow. It's pretty sad actually, I mean, if I need to talk to Sam who is the only other person in the house, I either have to text him or call him even if he's in the next room or wait for him to yell at me through the door about taking all the advil. Yeah, sad. I feel like a leper.