Here we go again...

My fever is rising, my muscles hurt, I'm all alone in my house and I'm feeling like a loser.

Finally away from external commitments, and don't have the energy or stamina to take care of my own household.

In two weeks, I'll need to start working on the X-mas party for the club, and I'm not even over the last gig.

I wish I didn't feel so weakened.

Unforgivable sins

There are few things that I can't forgive... I'm willing to let a lot of things go in the grand scheme...

But to take a fella's NyQuil without telling him, that's pretty darn crappy...

Death to NyQuil thieves!