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Do not tell me I am fucking getting horrifically PUKINGLY sick. DO NOT, I said. NOT.
Words I was asked to define this weekend (by an 8 year old): "executioner" and "corpse". Interesting reading.
Quote I wish I had written: This is why, I believe, the dinosaurs went extinct. They visited their parents...who had cable t.v.
When I will die: Carolyn: At age 78 you will die fighting the Global War on Terrorism in Spain. Apparently Spain will become much more important to me than it is now...
Do you wonder how spoiled you are, despite the fact that you (or at least SOME OF YOU; you others, you know who you are) work your ass off for it: Find out.
Things I am right now: Hot. Yet cold. Shivering. Yet sweating. Red. Yet pale.
Thing that happened recently that could explain this: Spent four days with "non sick" children who nonetheless often coughed, sniffled and whathaveyou (pictured below. do they look sick? nope they do not. the pink tongue is CANDY induced thank you very much) .
Thing that it appears I am about to once again scientifically prove: A non cold cough/sniffle/whathaveyou in a child = FULL BLOWN PAIN AND SICKNESS IN ADULTS. Adult bodies canNOT handle child illnesses, we don't have the immune system for it. Or I certainly don't. Can I be the only one? Doubtful!
Album that I am particularly happy about: Sufjan Stevens five-disc Christmas extravaganza complete with an essay on the evolution of his thinking on Christmas that I quite enjoyed/that rang true.
Things on my happy list: NEW EPISODE OF FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS TOMORROW NIGHT!
Things on my not so happy list: Everyfuckingotherthing on earth.
Things I am altogether fucking sick of: The 97 spam emails I get for every ONE real email. Seriously.
Check blackberry: 49 emails. ALL SPAM.
Check blackberry: 36 emails. ALL SPAM.
Check blackberry: 12 emails. 11 spam.
REPEAT AD NAUSEUM EVERY DAY UNTIL THE END OF TIME.
Posted by Duff at November 27, 2006
Seriously. The spam is OUT OF CONTROL. We're starting to get super nasty sex spams on my university email which is supposed to have blocks against that kind of language. me oh my.
I had a four year old ask me today what an "asterisk" was. I had to draw it.
DRUNK COMMENTING IS THE BEST YAY!
Posted by: Carrie at November 28, 2006 12:57 AM
Dude! Don't get sick! Fight the evil bacteriums! And children are indeed nasty vectory typhoid marys. Watch out for kids.
Posted by: marrije at November 28, 2006 03:31 AM
zoinkies, when I saw that kid pic yesterday I figured for sure you didn't get sick. drat!
Posted by: Amy at November 28, 2006 07:52 AM
Hope you're not getting sick. Btw, all my predicted deaths involved eating or drinking. Hmmm....
Posted by: sara at November 28, 2006 09:18 AM
my predicted death -- i'm going to just sleep myself to death
there are worse ways of dying i have to say.
Posted by: maryse at November 28, 2006 11:21 AM
and the kids, they're incubators for disease. do not approach without a hazmat suit.
might want to ask for one for christmas.
Posted by: maryse at November 28, 2006 11:21 AM
I was sick all weekend. today is my first day out of bed.
I'm so over being sick...
Posted by: melanie at November 28, 2006 02:31 PM
I hate being sick. I hope you have a child-sized cold in that it will be short. Now I'm off to do those dying predictions and figure out how spoiled I am. I predict: very.
Posted by: michelle at November 28, 2006 02:39 PM
oooooooooooookay. So I'm either going to get eaten by Central Park birds at the age of 44, or I'm going to OD on methamphetamines at the age of 74.
Posted by: michelle at November 28, 2006 02:41 PM
So my plan of staying away from children is a good one, huh?
Feel better. Sickness bites.
Posted by: claudia at November 28, 2006 02:46 PM
I really dig Sufjan's x-mas too...he has an xmas theory--I'd be interested in that!
Posted by: .25 kid at November 29, 2006 12:19 AM