Sooooooooooooooooooo. Want to hear something ironic as fuck? I called out of work yesterday because I was too tired to get out of bed.

I went to work today. Felt AWFUL. Threw up twice. Came home. Fever. Everything hurts so bad. I can't move. Well except my fingers to type this shit out lol. Fuck me, I have the flu. Which means, no work tomorrow, no richard tomorrow, no nothing. Bummedsville. I also wish I could see WATU again tomorrow at the space but no such luck. I just want a fucking gallon of orange juice and a backrub.