Last night I went to a suprise birthday party for Mischa [note to self, need a solo picture of Mischa]. He was suprised. I had a headache before we left and on the train I got motion sick. I figured I hadn't eated and that was why I felt crappy. Then half way through the party I just didn't feel good any more and so I wanted to go home. Home we went and to sleep I slept. Tim said I was getting sick. I said that was impossible because on Saturday it will be three years since I have last been sick with a virus or bacteria. Today.... I feel fine. It was probably just the heat and motion sick that made me feel crappy. YaH!

However, I think I *am* going to be sick on Friday. 8^\