It is one-thirty PM, and I was awaken by my neighbour walking around my kitchen. Dude... this sucks, but anyway. I suppose if I am to get to the craft fair by 3 than I should probably modify my plans. I also feel as if I have an ulcer in my stomach. It doesn't feel too good, which is to day, whenever I eat I get stabbing pain shooting through the middle of my stomach right under my solarplexis. But I can't deal with that right now.

More later.