i want my mommy

Im sick. Well, not sick sick (because I do have some perspective of what sick is from you know, being a medical student), but whiny sick. Just sick enough to want to rip off my nose, wash it out, and possibly return in back in place, and maybe make it a little cuter while im at it. I know im sick when I have pastries and diet coke and want none of it. Im not hungry! Im always hungry. Something is wrong. (gross note, I just sneezed on my screen).
I fell asleep with a roll of toilet paper in my bed. I woke up, 17 hours later, looking like a mummy. I tried to go to the superpharm since I am a big proponent of better living through medicine, but I couldnt figure out any of the bottles. And while Im all for drugs, I like to know what the drugs are and how to take them. None of this I could get from the Hebrew bottles. Now I know why they say to pack these things with you. Why don’t I listen. I want Sudafed! Non drowsy preferably. Im drowsy enough as is. Which reminds me, its 9:30, way past my bedtime.
i tried to go get a movie since I was going to be lying in my toilet paper bed anyways and totally being unproductive. I went to the blockbuster machine to find that all the titles were in Hebrew, I was too lazy to attempt to sound them out with my pathetic use of the Hebrew alephbet. And the rest were all porn, which needed no translation. Defeated, I was going to download. This is a real splurge for me since I don’t do the download thing. I don’t want to commit to owning anything, never mind pay for it. But I was going to treat myself, I am sick after all. And then I found out…Israel doesn’t do itunes movies! And I can’t get to my shows! Israel, I did like you, but you have a big minus now.
So basically, all I want is my mommy to rub my back, a little matzah ball soup, and my episodes of Gossip Girl and Lost which I am so behind in. no spoilers please.