It's clear to me at this point that the pain in my ass is clearly not a 'I tripped getting out of the car and pulled a muscle and it's tweaked' type of pain. I'm hoping I will wake up from a nap in a few hours and feel good enough to go get some beer, which seems like the only thing that will be pleasant about this. I called into work, and felt dirty doing it. Not because I don't think I'm sick with a slightly contagious THING, whatever it's classified as. (A form of the chicken pox? Herpes? Don't ask, don't tell me). Moreover because I don't feel SICK. I equate sick as throwing up, or not being able to talk to people because you're too congested. Not having muscle pains. Being hungover is being sick, having a pain in your ass is not. Either way, my boss said I could (had to) take the rest of the week off, so I'm hoping to take tomorrow off from school as well and just chill. With beers. Speaking of all the beers I don't have, my sister's boyfriend is eight months sober today, and I'm really proud of him.