Not well in my plate
Mood:  down
I think I caught a cold from being in that rainstorm Wednesday morning. Curse the white man for bringing his diseases into the New World.
I made a banner for the BBS, why not? I love my new Mojo.



Mama! Mama!
I feel sick!
Call the doctor
Quick! Quick! Quick!
Doctor! Doctor! Will I die?
Just close your eyes and count to five.
I said a-one
a-two
a-three
a-four
a-five
I'm alive!