I, however, am so bad.  In that I feel terrible.  My stomach is just freaking out, with waves of nausea crashing over me every now and then.  It's that horrible kind, too, where you practically break out in a sweat and your cheeks get that numbing sensation because your body is so afraid that it will throw up.  And I really, REALLY don't want to because last night's dinner was a little oily (I made a skillet dish with pepperoni, red peppers, onions, garlic, potatoes, eggs, and spinach... being that my stomach was tender yesterday I really don't know what I was thinking) and it would just wreak havoc on my poor esophagus if any of it comes up.  With this, the rear exit is... not doing so well either, needless to say.

Bad news bears.

But I'm going to go get dressed, grab my pedometer, and go to work.  Hopefully I can lay low there.  I really just want to go back to bed and sleep until my tum doesn't feel this wretched.

Sorry to be so Debbie Downer on you all.  Hopefully I feel better soon.