STILL SICK OMG
I was feeling hungry. So I said to myself, dude it’s Tuesday. You have not left this house since SUNDAY afternoon. It is time to join the living. Also my apartment is quite small, so imagine if you had stayed in your bedroom for 48 hours and didn’t leave. Hopefully your bedroom has a bathroom. But you get the picture. It sucks. Cabin fever in addition to swine flu-slash-throat gonorrhea. No good, boss.
So I left to go to the grocery store for soup. This grocery store is several blocks away. I got the soup and a half gallon of juice (no not Jews, juice) and pasta sauce and somehow that all cost $26. NYC does not care if you are sick. It just wants to eat your money and nosh on your soul until you are like those fried chicken bones you always see on the subway, Jesus people, you should clean up after yourself, that shit would NOT fly in the House of Choi.
So anyway I’m walking home and it is clear I should have opted to eat something lighter because I’m too weak to hold my bags. So I stop on a bench to rest like a block from my apartment and now I am writing this.
I am sick.
Lesson for the kids: Always get delivery.
Oh yes! Always call for delivery when one is sickly. Poor Annie!
Awww…sorry to hear your feeling sick. Hey at least your sense of humor is still completely intact…hope you get well soon
26 dollars???? American???
Annie,
Oy. That is such a pathetic scene. I wish I was there to help you back to your apartment.
And u know what? I could, too; I Survived the Great Swine Flu Pandemic of Ought-Nine myself! Come on, piggy germs! I’ll smash you with my elevated immune response! Soon, you too, Annie Choi, will be a scourge against the little viruseses.
Until then, chikken soup, alcohol and lots of HOT showers for you. Especially the showers (HOT) The heating effect mimics the body’s own fever response to kill the bad germs inside Annies. This is my theory; I own it and I think it works, therefore, I prescribe it for you.
Get well soon,
dr. lilgerman.
Ms. Biz: I have no idea why I thought walking several blocks was a good idea. This was probably the worst idea I’ve had in a long long time, which is saying something.
Renata: My sense of humor is all I have left SOB SOB SOB WAHH SOMEONE CALL THE WAHMBULANCE
Lynsey: Seriously. 26!!!! Half gal of juice, pint of soup, a little cheese, and pasta sauce. I was like WTF. One of those things is made of diamonds.
Lilg: I have taken, like, a hundred showers. Everytime I break out into a sweat. I hate being sweaty in bed it makes me very unhappy.
Now I’m worried. This whole thing has suddenly taken a turn down “Midnight Cowboy” lane.
PS: I’m sending soup and bus tickets to Florida.