I cannot believe I am still sick.
This is total bullshit, people. I am very cross. Also I sound like Kathleen Turner. When I talk, her voice comes out, which is weird because I’m not Kathleen Turner, but there she is. Also I want to add “darling” to the end of everything. Because it sounds right in that voice. “Give me my soup, darling” or “My cough medicine smells like a jock strap, darling.”
Ricola gives you bad breath. This is what I’ve discovered. Being sick, also gives you bad breath. SO it’s like a double layer of awesome. Awesome, stuffed inside something rad.
Double Stuff Oreos to me are foul. If they wanted double the awesome, they would have 4 cookies and no white stuff, all in a sandwich. They would magically stick together somehow, I dunno how. That’s not for me to figure out.
Man this is like a blog entry with a random string of feverish rants.
Crocodile.
See? Now it doesn’t make sense.
Apron.
Nobody likes it when a security breach at a top-secret laboratory leads to the slow and painful descent of someone you know is an awesome writer on non-sense, collector of manual typewriters and BFF to small furry animals, but hay, that’s what sick days are for.
Forced to speak like Kathleen Turner…Now That’s Total Natures Yanking Your Chain Bullshit!
Love that Judge Mathis!
How about a single solid Oreo that’s as thick as 4 outsides. Oreo No Stuffs.
Rake.
I hope you feel better soon! But enjoy the Kathleen Turner while she lasts. It’s not every day you get to sound like an actress who can play an aging transexual. Work it baby. work. it.
Gargle with salt water (made at home, not from the beach). Also, as gross as it sounds, sinus irrigation works wonders for sick.
Gophers.
Sick or not, completely unacceptable that you have not posted in over a week. Ridiculous! Who do I call to complain?
Hey, shouldn’t somebody go over to Annie’s place and check on her? I’m in Phoenix, so it’d take a while for me to get over there. Anybody closer?
This blogless nightmare has got to end soon.
She twittered, so I feel as though she is alive. Plus, I am in Colorado. And, I totally would….it’s just that I wouldn’t want to get sick and all.
She’s twittered back to life? Go Annie, Go!
Ah, Colorado. Just there last week…it’s so pretty, with sparkly white snow and blue blue skies!