Yikes!

Sometimes early wake up calls are nice, they give one more time to... do things. But when its one's mother screaming at one to get up and drag one's lazy ass to the bathroom where the baby sister is rewinding  stuff she ate five years ago?... hmm not so much.

Fist thing we do as soon as she takes a breathing-break is take her to the hospital, wich mercifully, is three blocks away (GO small towns!!) and after all the pertinent samples where taken, the doc said its a bug. A bug that is kind of elitist... or pederast according to how you want to see it, since it attacks only people under eighteen years old, and is transmitted throug kisses and long term skin to skin contact (where did she get it, will remain in darkness until she confeses she's been either kissing or touching someone a lot). Now mom is currently making dinner with some kind of sing-a-long that I fully intent on dissappearing ASAP. Also dad decided to make a budget for our next trip to the supermarket. And I am shaking my head in awe at the notion of a snobby bug.

Selective viruses I get... but a pederast BUG?! Damn!!!!!