Oct. 3rd, 2018 at 1:21 PM
I've picked up some kind of virus according to medical. No training for me today, sorry team, in case I'm contagious.
We're here. Did everyone make it through, all right? Neal? Lissa?["Millers" Rose and Grant Ward]
I don't like that we had our minds played with, and I don't blame you if you don't want to think about it, but if you need anything, I'm here.
We lost people. Who's still here?
Are we still on for this weekend?
Care to impart some of that brotherly wisdom of yours? I need to come up with a good romantic anniversary date plan.
Can I ask you a weird question? (No, that wasn't it.)
Speaking of, we just got an email from a couple that wants to turn their October wedding into Zombieland. People are weird.
First things first, I'm fine. I'm in medical, I have ahell of aheadache, but I'm okay.
I'm trying to talk to the doctors, but I think I'm out for the day.
I hear I missed a party. Which, I know is most unlike me. But, I have a reason for it. For you see, dear friends. I am being held against my will. And, while I may have admitted myself freely. They are holding me until I can be deemed no longer a danger unto myself. And, I find myself bored beyond tears. And, frustrated by the lack of a decent meal.
So dear friends. I'll be plain. I am in the hospital, drying out or whatever the modern parlance may be. And, by all accounts the worst is over. And, I am craving a decent meal, and paper and implements with which to draw. Charcoal by preference. But, also company and distraction.
Therefore, the conclusion is. Please visit. And bring food. French food. None of your colonial rubbish.
Hey Uncle Neal... I don't think you know me that well yet, but I promise youseem towill love me eventually. So um... maybe we can catch up on the bonding stuff later, and we can skip ahead to you helping me figure out how to keep me from becoming a victim of filicide. Because if I tell my dad how I got here he'll probably kill me.
Lissa and I were talking this morning and we were thinking it's time the four of us got together for dinner.
Pick a night boys.