Friday January 17, 2003 at 04:33 pm

It’s Friday, I’m stuck at work, my sinuses refuse to drain, forcing me to take cold and Flu meds, to try and alleviate the pressure, unfortunately it doesn’t work and only makes me feel like I have the flu or the cold overall like shit. Now I seek one thing, that one and only savior of all that ails me, my half bottle of Rum, a full bottle of Nyquil, my bed, and a combination of Norah Jones and Jill Scott playing as I drift off to never-never land, hopefully to return sometime Saturday with if not full, then ¾ breathing ability.