Muttering Sick

Yes, I am sick again. I think I have been sick more than well since January and it really SUCKS! I need sunshine and warmth and I am deprived of both. Illinois is a god-forsaken place to live. Bitter cold, little sun, trapped indoors=an unhappy Donna : (

Let's see how my mood affects my muttering:

1. Pain :: in the ass
   


2. Lego :: my eggo
   


3. Trooper :: State


4. Flicker :: Lights


5. Character :: I think I am a good judge of character
   


6. Determined :: I am determined to be thin before I die
   


7. Wing :: It
   


8. Control :: I like to be in
   


9. Automatic :: I drive an automatic although I can drive a stick
   


10. Yeah :: Oh yeah, what's it to ya?

Want to mutter as poorly as me?