I absolutely despise being ill. I find that since it is Friday, and I have been cooped up in the house for five days, that if I can get out of the house, I should go to Wal-Mart, grab a bouncy ball, bounce it really high so it goes over the top of an isle, and sneak around into the next isle, just to watch whoever it hit's reaction. That is better entertainment then a selfish mother on Say Yes To The Dress, or a stuck up Bridesmaid going, "Gurrl, that dress make yo ass look biiiigg!"