What a way to close out a vacation. Sick. And on Super Bowl Sunday too. I'm pretty sure I know I caught it from Maldonado (thanks, dude) cuz he had the flu last week and the second he told me he had it I started feeling that itchy I-think-I'm-gonna-be-sick feeling in the back of my throat. This means instead of going nuts and shouting at the tv screen during the game i'll be chillin on my couch caught up in a neverending loop of sniffling and blowing my nose. Yeah, I'm a baller. Let's pick up where i left off in my last post and look at pictures of my last week and a half of vacation when I was still cool shall we?
1/23, Wednesday night: Icehouse & Molly's with Jess & Blythe
1/24 & 1/25, Days of rest
1/26, Saturday: Out from afternoon till sunrise, Harrison's Landing, Seawall bar, Politics, Molly's and all night at the beach with Hector, Jaime & Kassandra
1/27 & 1/28: More much needed days of rest
1/29, Tuesday night: One last night out with Bruce, the B&J;'s crew and Jaime before the downward spiral of my sickness kicked in
Aaaaaaaaaand so that pretty much gets us caught up to now. Home sick from work, lying in bed, with kleenex all around me. Sexxxy. It's aight. I'll be better by tomorrow. And at least there's the Super Bowl, right? Maybe I'll have a pizza delivered so I can pretend I'm having an awesome time watching the Ravens win (hopefully). I can't stand the 49ers. As long as it's close and I can get my mind off being sick. Sounds like a plan. Hope your Super Bowl Sunday kicks ass. In the meantime, enjoy this masterpiece. Later.
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