This weekend I went to Chatanooga TN with a good friend to see a band that we really like. The band is called My Glorious. Anyway, I had told people at work about me driving 7 hrs ti see them. I got all kind of remarks. One was that I had better not call in sick Monday. Well I had told them this on Monday 10-11-09. Then Wednesday comes around and I start getting sick. I went to work everyday even though I felt like crap. But. I was going to go regardless of how I felt. When we left here Sat(11-17-2009) I was still not feeling well but like I said I was going anyway. The ride up was funny and sad at the same time. It was funny becasue Kelli and I would find things to laugh about and just talked about things. The sad part was the weather, it rained the whole time, then it turned cold. But we got there checked into the hotel and relaxed before the show. We arrived at the club Ziggys and almost left. It was a hole in the wall. We stayed anywway knowing that the band would be there later. We almost thought we weren't going to see them, but things worked out and they played one hell of a show. The guysm, Paul, Sami and Gregor played with so much energy and heart even though there was no crowd just Kelli and I and the other friends of the other bands. We met Astrid who was very nice and a cool girl. Hung out talked with the guys and then went back to the hotel and drove home the next morning. Now here it is Wedensday and I am sick as a dog 102 temp. The doctor says I have Bronchitis and the get plenty of rest and  fluids. Again this sukc because it means I won't be able to go to the show this weekend. Oh well the price we pay to see and do something that make you happy