Bring It On

Let me start by letting all our loyal fans know that I am ok. I went through many trials and tribulations this spring break, but I fought on, and live to tell the tale.

Many men, and women for that matter, have tried to take me down in my lifetime. But nothing has ever come as close as the bastard virus and biological parasite that modern physicians and medical institutions call...pneumonia.

Was it the brother that elbowed me in the ribs when I got home from the hospital? No.

Was it the possible ear infection I got when my mother shoved a thermometer in my ear as I slept? No.

Was it the waking up in the middle of the night shivering with 4 layers of clothes on? No.

Was it getting ass naked under the hospital garments and having 2 nurses walk in, look in the general direction of my privates, having them laugh in your face and say "you can keep your shorts on"? Almost, but no.

Or was it laying on a horrible hospital bed with back pain, needles in both arms, staring into a bright white light for 4 hours, with a 105 temperature? No.

None of these things have taken me down and out this week. With a Clark Kent immune system like mine, I dont see how it could.

So to any man, woman, and child who dare cross me...dont. You...will...lose.

If youre wondering if there is any point whatsoever to this post, which you no doubt are, there is not. I have been talking to the Heath Ledger poster in our living room for 2 hours now. I am simply just alone and depressed in 301. Ditched by all my roommates. Pity me.

~ Ted