SICK

I've been sick for the last few days. I think I caught it from the gym and if you saw the gym I went to you would agree. I'm convinced that it is some crazy strain of African flu brought over from an immigrant. The saddest part of this is that I bailed on a date because I was so sick. She was sweet about it and offered Chicken Noodle soup. I had to scramble to cover my ass and get a date with her this coming week. I think I'm OK with her still...I hope anyway. I came to the realization that I don't take very good care of myself. I deny the fact that there is anything wrong. I don't know if is me showing weakness or what. I swear I could have a butcher knife protruding from my chest and still tell you with a straight face that I was fine and not to worry. Kind of like prom in high school when my date stood up quick and some how hit this other girls mom in the eye. She left covering her bloody eyebrow saying "I'm fine kids, I'm going to the hospital right now, but you guys have keep having fun." She said it in all sincerity. She was a rockin old lady. Another example is when Lindsey and I hit the deer going 75 mph. I slowed down made sure Lindsey was OK and tried to keep driving. I'm such an Idiot sometimes. However the best part of being sick is the sleeping all day and the crazy Robitussin induced dreams about the craziest shit imaginable. Oh and thanks Jen for getting me stuff.