So yes, I missed a day. I was horrified when I thought of it this morning, I really didn't think of it a single time yesterday. My excuse is that I'm sick, I slept for about eight hours during the day yesterday (but not even two today, so I might be getting better). Oh well, I made it 33 days in a row!
Here is a bad poem from October that sums up the past two days, and it's all I have the energy to post unfortunately.
I hate being sick
My throats full of ick
My head is a brick
I hate being sick.