sick as a god damn dog. (don't take god's name in vain son). holy shit, where did this come from. this is a camp out on the couch, drink lots of ecto cooler, eat mrs. grass' chicken noodle soup kind of sick. it figures it's on my long weekend. bastard virus. i knew i shouldn't have drank the tap water.

pray for me josh, i need it.

hockey is a go for sunday. sick or not, bad knee or not. i don't care. watching this olympic hockey gave me the bug. not this cold mind you, but the hockey bug.

physical therapy again today. i just found out yesterday that i have p.t. with mike stanely's sister. i'm getting the same surgery as her and her knee feels great.

"i have this store bought way of saying i'm ok and you've learned how to cry in total silence. we're talented and bright, we're lonely and uptight we've found some lovely ways to disappoint..." watermark -the weakerthans-