Blech

Ugh. Had a flu shot today. Walked into Walmart and they were holding a flu shot clinic. Last year I had to wait for a half hour in line with my little guy to get my flu shot. Today, there wasn't a soul at that table except for the two women giving the shots. So I thought, what the hell.

The prick of the shot itself doesn't bother me at all. But the flu-like symptoms I suffer several hours later suck. Aches and pains and general ickyness. So I'm going to bed early. Which also sucks, because my little guy went to sleep fast for me and I'd have a couple of good hours of editing. But I can't keep my eyes open.

So it's off to bed with a book. My top comfort writer is Dennis Lehane, so I'm going to bed with him tonight.

Tomorrow is another day.

So here is another Eric Carmen song I love.