Love causes stupidity in lab rats!

In other news... I saw a skull in my pear bowl tonight. That's right. A skull. I had been messing around with the syrup left over after eating pears, and suddenly... a skull. For clarification, a skull formed out of pear water. In my bowl. Leering at me. I showed it to Sarah. We wibbled. Thinking quickly, Sarah doused my bowl with the remnants of her soda. Whew, we thought. That's the end of that. We were wrong. Bubbles started to form on the bottom of the bowl. Form what? The. Freaking. Skull. We were a-scared. She scrubbed her fork over the skull in the bowl and we ran to dump our plates. It started to reform. We freaked out some more.

After we dumped the plates on the slidey thingy, we breathed a sigh of relief. At least the skull was gone. But then I coughed my lungs out on the way back from the DH. I had the worst coughing fit I've had in... well... years. So now my little superstitious soul is a-worried. Dang asthma. But... it hasn't been this bad. Why now?

Last night we saw an ad for asthmacontrol.com, which has a free test for seeing how bad your asthma control [thus the name] is. I took it. I got a score of 11. It told me this: "If you scored 19 or less, it may be an indication that your asthma is not under control." I... got an 11. That's eight points lower than the point at which you should start worrying. *is worried*

I don't know what to doooo...

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Watching The Matrix. On TNT. They keep changing the "bad words" to stupid things. And they cut scenes like crazy! The spoon scene? GONE! GAHHH!

*grumble*StupidTNT*grumble*