....And I'm Back

Sheesh. I have been sick for 6 days straight! whadafuc? I am finally well enough to sit up straight and type on the keyboard without fear of blowing a huge chunk of phlegm that shoots through the monitor and puts an end to my blogging forever more. That is what I get for going to see my friends from college and thinking that I could get away with drinking beer and smoking cigarettes until I could barely do the centipede in a crowded bar or breathe for that matter. Initially, I thought I just had a hangover. I thought, boy, I am really fucking old. This hangover hasn't gone away. But no, my hangover just morphed into a miserable sickness. Brendan, being the optimist that he is, convinced me I had pnemonia and was going to die. So I went to the Dr. and she said I had some virus. And then she looked down my thoat and exclaimed in typical Dr. fashion, "Ewe! Nasty!" I don't know what she saw in there. I didn't ask. Apparently my immune system cannot handle many beers and 2 packs of cigarettes. No cigarettes. I am done! For good. I think.