B I L E

That’s Judy’s new word.  She says her breath TASTES like bile, smells like bile.  She “BARFS” bile.  And she just got mad at me and punched me because I accidentally burped. 

That’s it for now.

Bile…I  mean, bye.

IR

CAMPUS l.e.a.d.s. has just ended and life is settling back to normal…until we leave on Wednesday to go to Sacramento!  Israel is crying because he’s complaining that it’s HIS turn to write on the xanga…however, if you snooze, you loose, baby.  muahahahahaha!

All-day sickness is a drag.  The taste of bile in my mouth is heightening as the days go by.  I have no cravings whatsoever so I just don’t enjoy food anymore.    Bye, now.  Israel doesn’t want to write because he is still crying…