ugh

So I've been ridiculously sick for the past week and a half. Last Saturday night I went to see Shutter Island with Marina, during the first five minutes I started to get the chills and about twenty minutes after that I started to get a fever.

Shutter Island was such a great movie. I'm the kind of person who goes into a movie trying to figure out the twists and shit before they're revealed. Needless to say my head exploded watching this movie. At some point I had to just give up and take it for what it was. When we came out we had completely different conceptions as to what just happened for the past 138 minutes. Anyways there's a lot of stuff I feel I need to read the book to understand so I plan to do that after I finish my current one, which is turning out to be a juggernaut in itself.

I've always been an advocate of wrap based snacking, but I'm afraid I can't advocate this new McSnack-Wrap (I have no idea how to grammarize that). Even with extra mac sauce and onions (which is coincidentally how I enjoy my McDoubles) it's just not worth it. I'd rather have those big juicy beef patties on a sesame seed bun, buh dah bah bah bah, I'm lovin it. I'm sorry about all my allusions to meat because I know about 75% of the people reading this are vegetarians...

Sorry to digress, I ended up having bronchitis but on top of that Sunday night, early Monday morning I started throwing everything up. This was disturbing at first because I was throwing up pizza sauce, red gatorade, and cherry soda, so I thought I was just throwing up radioactive blood. I spent about six hours at the clinic waiting out Marinas shift, passed out and slept literally the rest of Monday. Now the rest of the week my appetite has been totally FUCKED UP and we'll see how life continues on Monday when I go back to work. I'll put some pics up from the Chinese New Years parade later, gung hay fat choy, sun nin fai lok. I'm gonna go lie down.