Being home all day today and feeling like a giant claw was trying to rip my stomach out of my body sucked ass. To make it even worse, I felt so horrible that I couldn't even take advantage of being home all day to actually productive around the house. I seriously did not leave my bed all day. How incredibly depressing is that? I did manage to wash two loads of laundry though. And no I didn't fold it. It's sitting in a basket. I will take that as a victory for now.