via Facebook... I have the Ebola. Not to share gory details but I lost five pounds last night. My stomach is in full revolt. It even hates ginger ale. Who hates ginger ale? My stomach, that's who. I'm pretty sure I broke a rib and a kidney while tossing my cookies. And the best part? The row of cats. Staring at me. Judging. Cat don't care. Cat wants food in its bowl. Kill. Me. Now.