Sick Days

Welp, I've missed two days of work this week because I probably have strep throat.  I say "probably" because when I went to the urgent care on Sunday to get meself checked out, the instant test came back negative, but the PA said that those things are only 80% accurate, so based on my symptoms, she went ahead and gave me antibiotics.  Since said antibiotics have pretty drastically improved my situation in the last couple of days (although I still called in sick yesterday), I'm inclined to believe it was strep after all.  Just a sneaky little strep that didn't want to show up on the test.  The bastard.

I went and saw New Found Glory in concert a week and a half-ish ago.  They were pretty rockin'.  I'm a child of the early 2000s; can't help my love for pop punk.  I was surprised by how many youngins were there.  Especially since they all seemed to know the old songs, too.  I sure as hell didn't listen to ten-year-old B-listers when I was in high school.

Other than that, my life is less than interesting.  I'm floundering through NaNoWriMo.  I'm just having a lot of trouble with the characters for what I'm trying to work on.  There's only one that I feel like I know at all, and I feel like he's monstrous hard to write well.  Oh well.  Nothing's good in the first draft.  We endure.

Turkey Day is coming.  And I fucking love turkey.

Also, I just discovered that two of my favorite bands, Reel Big Fish and Streetlight Manifesto, are going to play a show in Seattle on December 14.  This is especially exciting because they already did a tour together that didn't come anywhere near Seattle (the closest they got was San Francisco, if I recall correctly).  Tickets have already been acquired.  I'm pretty psyched.  (Shit, I almost wrote "stoked."  What's happening to me?)  How nice it is to live in a city where things happen.

Here's some music.

That is all.