Thought I would bump this old discussion..."Why?" you ask?

Well, apparently because it's the weekend of the state tournament, the Wrestling Gods have decided to bestow upon me a heinous case of The Herp, right beneath my eye. The Gift that Keeps on Giving.

Thanks for reminding me that I was a wrestler, Wrestling Gods. You owe me $20 for the 70 pills I have to take, as well as whatever it's going to cost to see an opthalmologist, who will tell me whether this herpes is going to attack my optic nerve and make me blind in my right eye.

Thanks, Salina South!