Keeping time

Alright, so I'm really trying my best to keep up with this thing
and as today was a miserable day, I'll allow myself some venting.

So starting Saturday, I was like "hmm, my throat hurts a tad", however, nothing huge until Sunday morning, I get to work and want to kill myself. My throat was sore and my body was exhausted and I thought to myself, " Holy jeeze, I feel like I have mono again".

Today, I wake up with my throat half shut, and late for the studio. I pray this is strep by the way, as we have band stuff to get done, and antibiotics would be awesome right now.

Anyway, I pick up Dan and head to the studio, where no ones there. Frustrated and completely exhausted, I call Ryan, the producer, a bunch of times to see where he is, as I have work at 3.

Pretty much he forgot. It was already 12:53 and I had to LEAVE at 2 to be able to drop off Dan and still make work in time. WHICH, by the way, boss refused to let me off. I felt like death and she said "oh just wear gloves".

Anyway, so Dan gets mad at me because I'm a push over and I don't have the energy or audacity to tell him off for dicking around with our CD. We finished vocals January 29th and have yet to get a final version of our CD.

So Dan takes things into his own hands by calling some people and eventually getting us mixing time with Kevin Kumetz for 100 dollars and mastering for 95.

He's amazing. He pretty much bailed us out of hell in a matter of 20 minutes, and then proceeded to take care of the ill girlfriend back at his dad's house. Oy vey.

Don't know what I'd do without him... I've tried really hard to get shit off my back and chest and by myself, nothings worked...

I think he was the missing link to my recovery.
The rest of my body may be sick, but my heart seems to be doing just fine.

And as I've been listening to Say Anything lately,
that boy's got whoa...