Correct

I was correct, but only because I refused to give up hope. The odds weren't very high, but I suppose that waiting long enough gets you somewhere. Pretty excited. I need something to do, but I shouldn't get the wrong ideas. I should probably be a little more careful.

Saw Mrs. Doctor again today. Yes, I have a fever. That is quite obvious. So why did I travel to downtown Long Beach for that diagnosis? "Take Excedrin or Advil." Yes, doing that already. "Rest." Yes, done. "Water, lots of it." Duh.

It's not Mrs. Doctor's fault, though. Mom made the appointment for me. I was about halfway there when I realized that I was completely aware of what was wrong with me, and that going to the Doctor would be a completely fruitless venture. Oh well. Some conformation is comforting, I guess.

Saw Benny and Joon. And glad, because being one of the few that had not seen it was getting annoying.

Ernesto! I'm stoked for you. You'll be fine.

tomorrow:

-take Excedrin or Advil

-rest

-water, lots of it.

following tomorrow:

-checklist with Keanu: get some shiz checked off that list