I'm tired of being sick. And I miss home. Can you tell I'm a tad on the whiney side? My kids were sick all weekend, I've been sick since Monday, and now Jason is getting sick. Ya-fucking-whoo. As much as I miss home, I do hang my head when I think "thank god I'm not home this week". Real nice, huh. It seems I've got a major case of the "fuck it's" today.