a sign from god

today i was going to join my team in the making of the trophies. not anymore. this morning i woke up feeling like somewhere between shit and roadkill. i was not hungover, i had strep throat. that's so lame (actually it's kinda sweet, i watched 4 movies today, and will watch more tomorrow seeing as i'm milking this shit for all it's worth). anyway, so now i'm on antibiotics... a shit load of them... which means i can't drink. so, by devine intervention, my week of sobriety continues uninterrupted. sweet. and i'm glad cause it means i am actually able to do it. so for now, so long. i'll see you again in a week with more of my usual hillariously awkward situations. i'll probably post before then, i've got one stewing up in the old noggen. until then goodnight.