Oh I am sick. I drank cigarette butts last night. From a coke bottle I confused for my active beverage. I puked and puked. Then I got the worst heartburn I have ever had in my life- flames were acutually shooting out my ears and nostrals.

Now this morning I threw up the half a bottle of tums I took to ease the heartburn. All in all its not been a plesent day.

I just want to go back to my bed. I love my bed. I love my pyjamas. I love my kitties tummy turned up for a scratch. This tactic is called Scruffy Voodoo in my home. Its meant to lull you to sleep so you will provide heat for Scruffy to lay near.

I can not believe I have never had to put flames out on his back. Scruffy (thats my cat for those of you that havent been to my zoo) loves heat. His favorite resting areas involve heater vents, heat lamps for reptiles and warm laps.

I am now going to attempt to keep down some coffee. Maybe if I go puke on my bosses desk he will let me go home. Unlikely though.