brotherofmetal

Who likes the flu? Isn't it wicked? I've been up since 3am, generally feeling like ass (or worse). I actually took a sick-day, which seems to happen about once every 3 years. I'm supposed to go to the Flames-Canucks game tommorow night, but somehow the thought of ascending to the nosebleeds is currently not one I care to entertain (walking down the hall makes me dizzy). Things with C. appear to be on hold seeing as how we've now had 3 consecutive nights-out fall through. Her sister is in town from overseas right now, which is a legit enough excuse, but who can say. The minds of women work in mysterious ways...In any event , I think she can call me when (and if?) she wants...Nothing worse than being the guy who can't take a hint. I suppose we'll hang out then,assuming I don't succumb to influenza.