I'm still sick. GRAAAAH.
I was on the 3-9 shift, so I left home around noon to pick up some intense cold/flu drugs from Walgreens. Apparently, I sound/look so bad that the woman ringing my drugs up said, "I hope you feel better, dear." Blurgh.
Shift went fine. Lots of beer sold (when the Giants are winning, more people get beer). And I got home at 9:30 ish.
All of the grocery stores in a walking radius are closed by nine, so we made do with whatever we had in the house. WE MADE BURGERS. Well, Heidi made burgers and I made Oven Roasted Broccoli. Mmm. Yummy.
It's almost midnight. Uyuyuy. I'm working a catering gig tomorrow afternoon/night.