Aisle 12

Aisle 12: Medicine aisle.

I am sick. I have the sickness. THE SICKNESS!!! How did I get this? Who was the ebola monkey? It seems to be my room mate. He got sick from a co-worker, I got sick from him, hopefully I'll get our other roommate sick and all my co-workers as well. I am pestilence!! I bring upon you all runny noses, and hacking coughs!

Now the normal person would take this time to relax, have some soup and tea, but I am not the normal person. I am the kind of person who says what the hell, I'm going to go out and have some drinks and watch some friends make good music. Which actually got rid of the soar throat. Who knew the power of Guiness?

Tonight, now this is a night to stay in. Right? No. Stage reading to go to, stage reading that I have no part in, but stage reading none the less. I figure I can rest up and over think things or I can go out and preoccupy my mind. Looks like its preoccupy my mind. Health be damned! Be damned!!

What's on my mind? Oh, you know the usual. Same stuff that's always been on my mind. School, living situations, friendships, relationships in general. I have a load of things on my mind, and now I'm sick. Also I left my CD player at my two day a week job. I have been musicless since last Saturday. It has taken its toll on me.

But in the next few weeks things will either clear up or get more confusing. One way or another it will be entertaining.

See, ok. A little about myself, I use to be a very sour and negative person. Low self esteme and the whole lot. Yeah occasionally a wash rolls over me and I get the mean reds but for the most part I've taken this humorous look at my life. I figure if you can't laugh at your misfortunes then what can you laugh at? Prunes? I guess I can laugh at prunes. Yeah... prunes are funny shit. Well I guess it's time to prolong the illness and go see a stage reading. It may be good, or it may be worth a laugh.