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Getting sick the day before Easter sucks. It started with a sore throat the day of chug-a-thon and hit me hard during instrumental practice for the vigil mass Saturday afternoon. I really didn't want to sit through a 2 1/2 hour service, much less play through one, but I was getting paid to do so, so backing down was not an option. I seriously felt like a lump of shit. Luckily, my dad came to the rescue again with some medicine that made it tolerable. Easter morning I was up bright and early, and after taking some more medicine I was off to the Anglican church on Indian River Drive to play at their mass. I didn't play my best, but the old people in the congregation can never tell. I ended up making 175 dollars for playing easy stuff I normally do for free at my own church. Maybe this can be a down payment for a C trumpet. Anyways, I didn't go to school today, but am going to the jazz sectional (ugh) because it was going to have to be rescheduled if I wasn't there. That's really annoying for the section, who have already taken off from work and such. Whatever, I'm not really feeling that bad, and will be in school tomorrow. Hope you guys missed me today. I know my absence leaves a hole in your life. I don't know how you're gonna survive without me next year. HAHA JK! WHOOOOOOOO! penis