The plan was to go to school and get piles of work done so that I could start the new trimester feeling good and ahead of the game. The reality was that I hauled all my crap to school and got all settled in only to be unable to do ANY work. Every 30 seconds or so I was doubled over with stomach pains that made me want to curl up on the floor and die. I stuck it out until I had at least my plans for tomorrow done and then gave up. I headed home only to realize that my stomach was no longer cramping. Bloody hell. Who needs this kind of day? I am going to curl up under the blankets with my new book and try to read myself into a stupor.