...stop being a whiny bitch! I'm tired of constantly having to mollycoddle you. It's been how many weeks now? Get over it all ready! I want to draw, and sew, play WoW and most importantly sleep in my soft comfy bed, not on the hard uncomfortable floor, all because you've suddenly decided you don't like all those things. I want to go back to driving Aurora the Yellow Car with one hand like the cool kids, not with both hands like some little ol' lady because you won't quit whining like a brat. Really, you need to get over this before the aspirin eats my wimpy gut or the tylenol eats my liver. I want to drink a damned margarita already. I mean, it's summer for pete's sake. Enough!