I’ve been sick for a week. It’s been pretty boring. I really hate being sick. You just lie in bed and wait to get better. I mean, it’s not all bad. I got to watch a lot of telly, and I read a lot, so that’s good. I’m lucky, because I have a good view from my window. Not as good as from the windows upstairs, but I can watch the bunny frollicking (he doesn’t frollick much, he’s too emo for that, mostly he just sits in his yard and looks at me like he’s planning something) and I can watch the birds, and the sun shines through in the morning. Today I saw a kookaburra!