come over here and kiss me, so you can catch my m0th3rfuck!ng rhinovirus.
it's actually kind of minor at this point, but there's always the chance it will worsen! :D
i also happen to be experiencing a lovely monthly ritual which compounds my misery. you know, the one which reminds me that i don't have a penis? (and yes, i know it's good for me to remember this once in a while.) yeah. AWESOME TIMING, universe. cramps AND a cold!
oh! and i managed to get some kind of eye infection-thing in my left eye. THIS is funny. settle in, minnows:
i call it the curse of my dead bettas-- i was disposing of siamese fighting fish corpses (three died, mysteriously and simultaneously last week) and changing the water of the two fish who are pictures of health, when i accidentally splashed something toxic in my eye. this is all hearsay, you see. or read, rather.
why am i repeating a rumor vs typing a memory? ah, that would be b/c i was crunked when i decided to do this shit on a friday night. i had gone to SJM's farewell party/roast but i left somewhat early b/c it sucked (more on that later)...aside: everyone's leaving the east coast and it's kind of crazy how they're all ending up in SF.
apres SJM, i went out to "float" in dupont (that's for you maisnon) and left bank in the morg...when i got home, the roomie teased me and said i was a bad mother to all me fishies and i went apeshit. fishshit? suddenly, i was a tasmanian devil, ministering to the two living bettas and holding funeral rites for the dead. please, people...for the love of all that is sacred...don't give me ideas when i'm crunked. SHEESH. my ability to change fish tank water isn't solid unless i'm SOBER. duh.
now you know. there's a reason why i didn't leave the house this weekend, it's b/c i'm a gimpy, whimpering, one-pink-eyed, kinda cough-y FREAK.
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