Then I Was Young And Unafraid, And Dreams Were Made And Used And Wasted. There Was No Ransom To Be Paid, No Song Unsung, No Wine Untasted...

Les Miserables (Ruthie Henshall) - I Dreamed A Dream

This song gets me pumped. I won't lie to you. But as you may or may not know, FavoriteSister did a far better version of it. And I want a copy of it so badly, because she owned.


So I have a stye on my right eye. Truth. It looks about like this. In fact, this is an actual picture of it.

Okay that was a lie. That's not the actual picture. It's worse that that. Here's the real picture. Yup. It's bleeding.

Again, that was a lie too. BECAUSE IT'S EVEN WORSE THAN THAT! Really it's not. I can't stop lying. It's really fairly small. I'd take a picture if I had a camera. But, alas, I do not.

But I still don't like the thought that I basically have a zit on my eyelid. ewwww.