So here's the thing. When me and my friend (who will remain nameless) were in that car wreck, we went to the hospital and I guess there were some sick people there or whatever and now I've got something called "The Flew." Alls I can say is I don't feel like flying nowhere. All I'm doing is sleeping, coughing and sleeping some more. It is super boring. I feel like I've been hit by a car and since I've actually been hit by a car, I feel uniquely qualified to say that!!! Anyway, Knute's been making me soup and tea and making me take drugs, not like Sam Lufti is making Brit take drugs - I'm pretty sure these are for the flew, anyway he's taking good care of me and that is sort of super boring. I spent like an hour trying to track down Mother and I finally found her in Fiji with her beauty advisor, Sven, and I was like, "Mother, I'm sick. I have the flew." And she was like, "Darling, I was getting a massage. Can I call you later?" I was like, "Mother, I feel really bad. Can you just act like you care for like 5 minutes?" And she was like, "No, darling. I need to get back to my massuer." So like I just curled up in the bed and went back to sleep. So I feel a little better today which is like, 'yay!'. Because feeling like a car wreck after an ACTUAL car wreck is like totally no fun. It's like twice as bad or whatever, I don't really do math.
