sick

i've already caught a nasty bug and it ain't even sick season yet. bartending may be one of the worst jobs to perform with a cold. i'm miserable and don't want to be nice to anyone and then some guys think they want to hit on me and i'm not in the mood... and then one of my regulars brings me some homemade soup. he heard i wasn't feeling well and had happened to have made a big batch of smoked turkey soup yesterday so he brought me some. and a spoon.

it's the little things. i feel like utter shit, but brian brought me soup, and that made the day better enough for me to get through it.

also, i'm going to vegas with JR in just a few weeks, and i'm so excited i could pee myself.

dubya just got done primetime talking. he bugs me.

achoo.