I slept for another 90 minutes today but I've laid off the Coricidin. My throat is way better. I think I'm going to live but I am pretty sure I'm going to pass one the concert tonight. It's a triple threat of lazy, fear of ruining a band I love the recordings of and not motivated to venture out after dark by myself.
This is one of the very very very few times that I wish I had a goto person to go to shit with. Not enough, really to actually get one and go to shit with him/her but still. Also I have this really weird thing about falling in love with performers by listening to them and then after being in love for a while, actually see them live and in person and BAM fall right out of love.
So those are all my excuses for not going. I'll just consider my $25 ticket as a contribution to their cause and chill in front of the TV.