i'm sick, you're probably tired, shall we dance?

[femme_fatalex]

to sum up my week:
my brother passed on this virus that includes sore throat, nausea, at some point a 100 degree fever, congestion, and ear infection (all for the low low price of 12.99$ just call 1.800.FUCK.OFF!)
last week was hell week meaning is was this thursday night that we opened AFTER JULIET
I cannot talk
I cannot eat
I cannot stop shivering
I cannot drink
I cannot laugh
I cannot cry
moving has some disadvantagous as well because it makes my head spin
I haven't eaten anything solid since monday and I take my drugs with cranberry juice
BUT I'VE LOST 10 POUNDS!
and I've taken two-three amazingly hot showers a day to stop shivering
i missed opening night and tonights performance. thank god for kenda, fortunately she is an amazing stand in and isn't rubbing in the fact that an understudy gets to perform all the time.

I was going to include a lot of philosophy about harold & maude because I just watched it but I'll save it for later and leave you with this:
if you want to sing out, sing out
if you want to be free, be free
if you want to live high, live high
if you want to live low live, live low
if you want to say yes, say yes
if you want to say no, say no
if you want to be me, be me
if you want to be you, be you
you can do what you want
the opportunity's on

EDIT: I'm feeling better, I ate spaghetti, I might perform tomorrow