So, yesterday was my birthday, and it was nice. Tony always makes sure I have a nice day. I've been feeling very blah lately, and honestly it's because I've completely stopped eating the way I usually do. Junk food, fast food, sugar, bread. The whole nine yards. I've been sick and achy. That's not to say I wouldn't have caught a cold while eating the right way for me, but I don't think it would have stuck around this long. It's been almost two weeks.

Tony leaves soon, and I'm trying to not think about it, but I can't help it. It's coming in two short weeks.