For as long as I can remember, I've always randomly gotten really bad sore throats.  Neck sensitivity is a Taurus thing.  Like stubbornness, and being loyal, and being all around awesome.  Seriously, look it up.  One of my earliest memories is of me crying my eyes out in pain further inflaming my throat and my father yelling at my mother because, WHY CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING?  STOP THE CRYING!  ...Ah, childhood. Sore throats, for me, also mean a cold is a'coming.  But if I OD on Vitamin C I can usually skip the worst...

I've noticed that random ass titles like that get the most views and comments.  Ya'll got some serious ADD. Yesterday I almost got hit by a car.  Seriously.  The front bumper of a souped up Acura and my legs got real close.  Super tight.  Like we went back to the 1st grade or something.  I was crossing my street (because, hello, accidents only happen super close to your house.   This is the universe's way of embarrassing the shit out of you.) while I had the light when the Batmobile wanna-be whipped around...

** There should be a new punctuation mark created for when you want to put this "?!" but want to not look like a dramatic 14 year old.  But sometimes I really am shouting a question!  Or asking something angrily!  You know?! **Did you know there's a difference between prison and jail?  'Cause there is.  ...You'll wanna steer clear of prison. **I once convinced my sister you could sell children on Ebay.  She hasn't been the same since. **Meet my new bffae.  HIIIIIII SARA.   **I will write a real post...