So after a weekend of illness and one whole day of wellness, I was sick again on Tuesday and Wednesday. I got to spend New Year's Eve lying on the couch wrapped in a blanket (in between mad dashes to the bathroom to yak up what wasn't in my stomach), and feebly asking Jason to bring me water.

Again, I watched movies to treat my ailment (screw medication!). Prescribed DVDs for both bouts of infection:

The Importance of Being Earnest.
Signs (Shyamalan's little monster short is hilarious!).
Blue Crush (which may have been the real reason I was periodically running to the bathroom to retch).
The Good Girl.