Well it's pretty much definate, I'm sick. I'm about a 1000% sure I got it from that damn doctor. I went in there healthy as a horse, and now look at me. I feel pretty much like a big puddle of shit right about now. I knew I was in trouble heading to a place where all the sick people hang out. I'm not to a point where I can break away and go home yet but I'm getting close. I don't mind working sick but what sucks is this is my weekend to take Brandt and Jarrett to my mom's. We were going to do halloween there. As far and I'm concerned I'm still ready to hang with the boys. Anyway, I gotta get. I have a server calling my name.