For the first time in many years I am sick. I think I might just go to the aid station in the morning. I drank a whole bottle of the pink stuff and I still felt like shit. So, naturaly I tried to drink my pain away. Now, I am just drunk and in pain. If I don't make it through the night I give Bryson my life size blow-up doll, and to Stevens goes the last two Dr. Peppers in my fridge. 