Thursday, November 27, 2008

What Thanksgiving is to me

It's a day to hit the lakes to catch some big ass trout and not see another living soul.
And that's where I'd be right now if I wasn't so fucking sick. Seriously, my head is so congested it feels like it's going to explode, my throat feels like sandpaper, my nose is running like a faucet (good thing I have a mustache to catch it) and my stomach is so upset that I seriously doubt I'll be able to keep my Thanksgiving BLTs (mmmm, bacon) down.
And I have to work a full shift tomorrow in order to get paid for today.