…thus is my world
So, after sleeping about 11 hours last night, then waking up with that empty shakyass nasty feeling you get when you are coming down off drugs (said drugs being the ones prescribed to me by the ER doc), I’m finally feeling like a mere 2.25 pounds of shit in a 2 pound bag. For an old fart like me, that’s near normal. I’ll be back at work tomorrow.
Besides once again proving to me how much I fucking HATE being sick, this little episode has proven to be the WORST. NEW. YEARS. EVAR. And I thought nothing would ever beat New Years Eve/Day 1988…or, as those involved still refer to it, “The Cursed Road Trip From Hell”.
So, anyway, I’m feeling way better…I’ve got classic motown blasting…the girls are devouring dried pig ear chews…I’ve eaten solid food…I’ve washed dishes & clothes…and in a few minutes I’m FINALLY gonna start on my Subjectivity post.
More later.
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Worst New Years I ever had involved gettin 23 stitches in the back of my head.
Sorry about the new year disease in your head. But look at it this way, you don’t have to worry about peaking too early in 2007! Come on… smile just a little?… it was kinda funny…
GLAD YOU ARE FEELING BETTER!!!
Some day I might, just might learn how to work these things. In the mean time I just wanted to say glad you are feeling better, Doc. Might get bact to Sactown to visit in April. watching prices for a good deal. If by chance I actually make it, maybe I will get invited over for a curry cook off??? My E-mail is still down, will let you guys know when it is back up, if ever. I of course moved to Wa the year they are having more rain than they have had in 20 years, I think that is what I heard on the news tonight. Take care, again so glad you are better. Leave it to you to complain that the drugs the Dr gave you didn’t get you loaded enough. LOL