Sick

It’s hot everythere I go, and my ear’s been breathing so I smothered it in a pillow for a while. Couthing sometimes. I think my throat’s coated or scratchy or both. Dunno. Head’s too full of wobbly. I like the Batman theme song, and I sanged it to Ian who was like, “what?” and I laughed. It’s just so hot all the places I go. Mabye i should be in the basement. Hmm. Green beans. I dunno. Ian’s asleep. I was there, but now I”m not there. My head hrts. I’m gonna go now.