oh my god i'm so sick. i don't know if that kid last night passed on his germs or if i ate something bad but i'm really sick. when i woke up i started to feel like i was coming down with something but that feeling went away. all the badness is with my stomach, or actually, i should say my digestive system. i have visited the bathroom many times today to talk with mr. hankey, if you know what i mean. i've practically had a colonic. seriously, there is nothing left! i'm surprised i didn't shit out my guts.

i spent all day reading, then falling asleep, then waking up in a sweat, then reading, repeat! i finally finished yukio mishima's "death in midsummer" and some other short stories. the stories are alright but it's not my thing. i could see the old rigid japan values that he cherished in his stories and it bugged me a bit. there really is nothing noble about killing yourself for the military/emperor/government.