this morning, I woke up @ 7 something, and felt like I was about to die. *cramps* blech. So I got up, took some motrin, and went back to bed, trying desperately to find something to stop the pain. Ugh. My parents came in @ 11-ish to ask if I wanted to go to IKEA (I haven't got the bed yet)...and I realized something. I awoke with NO PAIN. There's something about going to bed IN pain, and waking up NOT in pain that makes the sleep so, so satisfying.

gotta go hear Jo play jazz @ ubc. BYE!!!