Sick, Sick, Sick

Listening To: Queens of the Stoneage - Sick, Sick, Sick

Gaaaaaah. I feel like death. I can't breathe. My nose is all stuffed up so I have to breathe through my mouth and my eyes are watery and I just feel like I've been run over by an especially large truck.

Plus, Mom said I even "smell sick". Well, that's grand. She said Mikey always had a certain smell when he was sick, too. (And here I though Mikey always had a "certain smell".)

I re-watched Hard Candy last night. Ellen Page is a bad-ass. Why, why, why wasn't she nominated for that?! Juno was good, but I'm almost positive that her character in Hard Candy would have been much more challenging: switching from sweet and innocent to psychopath in only a few minutes. That takes talent and skill.

Oh, and on another note: I forgot to mention that I finished revamping Jillianne-Hamilton.com a few days ago. I think it looks quite swank, indeed. I think I'd like to fiddle with some codes and adjust the photo gallery images so the pop-up window is a certain size and toolbar-less, but I'm in no rush.