chicken noodle soup when you're sick. green tea with mint and honey. i still feel like death warmed over.
this one time, last week, roommate and i were watching tv and having dinner i think, and somehow i got into this thing where i kept saying "i'm gonna have some Thoup" (meaning soup, right?) and it was driving her nuts and she said if you say it one more time, i'm gonna kick your ass. so i said it again, and do you know what that crazy broad did? she kicked me in the ass! I could not believe it. I was so proud of her! I laughed so hard. that girl kicked me in the ass! and this other time, last week too, she beat me up with a pillow. can you believe that shit? freaking chick. but that really hurt and she felt bad. it was funny.
good stories eh? so i'm sick. i said that already, right? there was just a fire alarm in the building and it was so loud i can't even believe it. So I got my butt dressed and hauled it down the 10 flights of stairs - which was so great for my throat, making it dry like sandpaper or sum'n - outside to walk the 8 minutes in the blustery windy cold - which was great for my ears which actually were longing for the peace and tranquility of the fire alarm 12 feet away from my head - to the grocery store so i could stand in front of the cold remedies section for 10 minutes trying to figure out what to buy, get some OJ and walk back in the blustery windy cold for the 8 minutes back home to find that the firemen and their trucks have left but the alarm is still intermittently wailing, so I sat in the lobby for a few minutes cause the elevators were very busy and i didn't want to cough all over a bunch of really cute kids and their dad's clean laundry. i feel like kaka. how is it that these alarms, which are actually constant, seem to change in frequency, volume etc., so that it gets progressively worse and worse?
and then it stops. peace and quiet, right? maybe. but really the knowledge that any second now it could start again. I want my mommy. And thum more thoup.
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aww *hugs* but not too close ;) .. I'm just getting over my lil battle with Mr. Cold, I hate him with a passion.
keep up on the vitamins, remedies and soup and get well soon! :)
thanks for the cyber love. i'll be better soon. yeah, i haven't figured out why roomie's been such a psycho lately - but I think it's all the excitement for the oscars...
excitement from the Oscars?
I tell ya.. having no TV really numbs the already numbed mind against the vagaries of TV idiocy.
Which makes no sense..but remember..I'm numb
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