Muted Lunacy

I woke up sick as a dog this morning. I’m freezing, my head is throbbing and my throat is on fire. And I do believe the Mucinex Mucus Man and his family are moving into my chest. Bring on the annual bronchitis bout! Sitting through work today was sheer hell but at least I have the next 4 days off. Of course I have to go up to my sister’s tomorrow for the familial farce that is Thanksgiving (and again come Christmas). My sister and her husband offered to have Thanksgiving at a later date if I’m not feeling up to it, and I guess that was a nice gesture. But an even nicer one would have been if they offered to bring Thanksgiving down to me this year so I didn’t have to go out. But that’s too much to ask I suppose so off I go tomorrow. Hopefully we can go up late and leave early. There’s no reason to hang around there long and I know they don’t want us to anyway.

Anyway, to everyone out there…Happy Fucking Thanksgiving!!!