Alive but just shoot me

I am dying.  I know you who read this blog don’t care, but I am in freaking pain!  I can’t sleep due to the pain.  I have ready every blog in America, listened to two sermons from Perry, listened to part of a book in iTunes, called everyone I know, and now I am blogging about nothing.

On top of being in pain, I am mourning the loss of Prickly Pete, the blowfish.  I got to the office today and he was dead.  That is probably the final nail in the coffin of my tank.  It is a lot of work and I don’t have time to fool with it.  I have spent to much money on fish who die.  Plus I got a cool chair I want to put in place of the tank

If anyone is in my area and just wants to stop by and shoot me, I would appreciate it greatly.