And God Knows That Ain't Cheap

I woke up at three last night, and toss and turned for an hour because my throat hurt. i shivered for about an hour straight then ran to the toilet. i started wailing and yelling because my stomach hurt so much, and i eventually threw up a bunch of phlegm. now i'm eating toast and i feel like shit. luckily my dad bought me some dreamsicles.
yesterday afternoon i had nothing to do, so i tried to start a fire without using matches or a lighter. after a little youtube research i figured i would try the hand drill method. basically the idea is to spin a small spindle (or shaft of wood), which ideally is as thick as your pinky, into a notch you make in a piece of wood until you get a coal, with which you can start the fire. I got all my materials, which took me roughly 30 minutes in total to get all the best stuff, and went to work. i swear, it was the materials that were my eventual downfall. since it's been raining most of what i was working with was damp, but i figured if i cut off the top layer, or the bark, of the wood i was dealing with it wouldn't matter. well, i managed to get smoke but i wasn't able to get a coal. now both of my palms are raw, and i'm even more exhausted than i would've been if i were only sick.
someone should come over and take care of me. i would appreciate it. you should make me soup. with just a touch of oregano, and a parsley stem.
Simple Pleasures: Ricola, Dreamsicles, tea, toast, not wearing sweat drenched clothes