It's killing me

I feel like I have the hugest whup-ass hangover. But no, I have a blogher-over. Too much information. Too many photos where I feel like the unpopular girl looking at all the photos of the cool kids in the yearbook. I'm trying to understand Haloscan and I don't, but I put the stupid code in my template and now my comments are all fucked up. And everybody is putting these stupid technorati tags in and i totally don't get it or how to do it and the site has no useful information at all. Aaaah. My head hurts like a job.

I also have a dumbass yeast infection which really sucks and without getting into detail i think Shane needs to eat some yogurt and me too. I was just driving home from the drug store and that Killers song came on "it started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this? it was only a kiss" and that song speaks volumes to me on certain days.

Today Parker found a black Sharpie marker and drew all over himself, the kitchen floor (hardwood), the window!?, and the cushions on the chairs. Really you want to cry, but all i did was laugh. Cause you know who left the stupid pen out in the first place? Me. It was only a kiss.

Can someone help me? Please? I'm an html idiot.