I'm still feeling fairly sick and unpleasant. Travis thinks it's psychosomatic, and I'm starting to give that some credence. I woke up today and I felt pretty terrible and that went through the morning and early afternoon while I wrote a paper for my film class-that's right, I'm the kind of dumbass that makes a movie before he knows anything about movies. After finishing my paper I sat and watched Accepted on HBO and I felt pretty good. I was just enjoying the movie, I'd seen it before, laughing out loud occasionally. I even ate some deer meat and noodles my mom had made and it was the first food I'd enjoyed in a while, including the night before when I had about two forkfulls of the stuff and couldn't stand it. By the way, Jonah Hill lost a shitload of weight between when Accepted was shot and when Knocked Up and Superbad were. Good for him. Toward the end of the movie I start feeling bad again and on my way to campus I feel worse. I actually started feeling a lot better during class, in fact it's only the second time I've enjoyed a class this semester. Katie knew I wasn't feeling good so she was doing the friend thing and trying to make me feel better and the class was pretty interesting. We usually watch a movie and then talk about it abstractly afterward, but today we took certain clips and broke them apart to a nauseating degree. Pretty soon I'll be like Travis and never be able to enjoy a movie. Though I am the one that has the "CB bad movie face" so what do I know. I went out to dinner with Katie and Heather-our friend Heather, not Katie's sister Heather-and I had a great time and felt great. Then I come home and I start feeling like crap again. So yeah, there's some pretty good evidence for Travis' psychosomatic theory. Turns out even my own brain is against me. I will say I had some fun with that paper; I made up a few good words; surreality-which I used twice, phallically, and staticlessness. The English language is just a bit too limiting for me at times.