Ow...

Damn that flu shot. Damn it to hell. My arm feels like it's about to fall off. At least my shower helped a bit with the stiffness. Fuck...orientation was long and boring and I was very tired. But at least I got paid $10.51 an hour to be bored out of my skull. And have a needle the size of a harpoon stuck in me. Well...I don't mind needles, and I'd rather have a day of not feeling so good as opposed to a week praying for death, but my muscle spasmed when Roxanne stuck the needle in which made it hurt oh so much and made if feel like I'd been impaled. But I got paid.
No rehearsal today. Whatevs. But we did get our wagon in, which is very cool. Nothing else is new in that front.
Happy Birthday, Dad! I've forgotten how old you are turning, but happy birthday anyway. Love you!

Musical Quote of the Day

"Now would you mind if I beared my soul
If I came right and said
You're beautiful
Cause there's something here I can't explain
I feel I'm diving into driving rain
Get my senses running wild
And I can't resist your sweet sweet smile
So take this feeling
Make it grow
Never let it
Never let it go"

-Bryan Adams with Sarah McLachlan Title: Don't Let Go