I hate being sick. I caught some crap from Dr. Nick, and it sucks. Head drainage, sinus pressure, body ache... F'n flu. But there is a light in the fog, and Denis Leary said it best: "NyQuil NyQuil I love you, you giant fucking Q!" If you haven't seen his "No cure for cancer" stand up routine, go see it now. not suitable for children. anyway. I'm going back to the couch for another date with the GameCube, and then later I'm sure there will be more unconciousness.
Here's hoping that I'm well by the next post.
