Riding the porcelain bus

Its a sad day when the receptionist at your doctors surgury know what your name as you walk thru the door. This has happend the last few times i have done the dash to the doctors.

Hmm...I wish parents didn't insist on bringing their sick children into childcare.
It always seems to result in me getting sick....this time its the over-rated gastro phenomena.

Last night at young adults, i started to go hot cold, hot cold...oh such pleasent times.
Not much sleep.. thank goodness for ipods and my U2 collection, thats all I can say.

I am dreading the idea of our youth group sleep over tommorow night......

Sigh...the life of riding the porcelain bus.