a stomach bug.

Eek! I think I may have caught the stomach bug yesterday evening during a wonderful supper I had with the other family. We made a beautiful antipasto insalata e panino al silame, but I think we may have added in one ingredient that did not want to sit well with me. I went to exercise this morning since I went on a four day mini vacation away from home and stayed at my mate's house & I felt rather ill and almost fainted and practically almost vomited. I reckon it must be something I consumed. Also, I noticed how tiresome I got during exercising since I skipped four glorious days away from it. And whenever I am at my mate's house, I allow myself to get really comfortable, practically ruining my diet. But I cannot allow this to happen any longer! I am going to lay in bed & begin my reading assignments & update a few websites. I am hoping I feel better by tonight so I can exercise once again. I usually like to do this activity during the evening, mostly because there are always less people around & the equipments are rather free to use without anybody waiting.

When I returned home I became a little girl again thrilled over news of your favourite crush. Mind you, I fancy a gent who is too popular in the sport world. And of course, hardly know that I even exist.

^ I finally saw this cover when I was browsing the local bookstore. I had to snatch it, whether I even read Sports Illustrated or not.

I spoke to the owner of Sports Talk who saw my response to kill, fuck, marry question & he let me in a note that I should change my response from Rupert to Tim to whom I want to marry because he said Tim is a bloody fine lad. Haha! Apparently, he had concerns more of his friends' sake than his & that proves Tim clearly worry more for the people he associates with. I thought that was rather cute of him.

Anyway, I am going to retire to finishing some work that I need to complete. I'm in a rather arte culinaria mood..last night I came home nearly half past 1 am and made nearly 40 white chocolate & red currant biscuits for my father. I hope he enjoys them. I took some phyllo dough out of the ice box just now..perhaps I will make some traditional Turkish baklava before my walnuts begin to go bad. I accidently left them out in the sun & I think they are beginning to turn colour.