A priest, a paladin, and Varimathras walk into a bar…

Fuck being sick is a bitch. This is day 8 and while the bloody flu has evolved into new forms as the week has progressed, I still feel like hell. Today is sinus pain and a driving headache that copious amounts drugs seems unable to relieve. Grr, says I. Bring me a hand auger, I'll fix the pain in your head. I think I need a good bleeding. 14th century medicine had one thing going for it... of it didn't solve your ailment, you didn't have to worry, you were gonna croak from their remedy anyway. I just watched The Weatherman, enjoyed it immensely and all I want to do now with my bloody aching head and stuffy nose is walk around downtown Halifax with a bow and arrows strapped on my back picking off targets until someone shoots me down. We'll see how day 9 goes before I get too irrational, but if it gets to day 14 this city is gonna burn.