Just like that kid in Goonies, I'm rocking an inhaler. I have the worst fucking cough I've ever had and my whole body aches. Vegas was not a good plan in the course of my pneumonia recovery. Do I regret the trip's effect on my wallet and overall health?
Nope.
But I'm now back to going to bed at 9pm, not drinking much, and sleeping a lot. It's like being amish but without the cool beard. I've lost 10 pounds since the pneumonia and involuntary fast that followed.
Work is going well. I was supposed to DJ again at the strip club this weekend, but I don't think that's a good idea. I could use some solid stripper time, though.
Quote from Vegas at a champagne brunch: "I'm going to drink until you guys are interesting."
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