Ew....ssssssssssssssssick! Yesterday, for the first time in about a year-and-a-half, I had a take a full sick day at work. I'm still sickly today, but not unbearably so; thus, we're giving the whole active employment thing a go today. Let us hope that I do not throw up on my desk.
On a related note, I would like to thank Richmond's B103 for having broadcasting a Fear Factor-esque eating contest this morning, which lovelyly exasperated the queasiness of my stomach. Good job, buds.
Actually, it was kind of a good job, because the show gave me my first lucid dream in a few months; before completely waking up at 7:50, my mind transformed B103's eating contest into an ice cream eating contest, starring me, my college roommate and friend Bob (as nice of a guy as you'd ever care to meet, but certainly not svelte) and, somewhat strangely, my high school principal's daughter Nicole (who, in the few short conversations I've had with her, seems like as nice of a gal as you'd ever care to meet, but certainly not svelte). I was also feeling sick in my dream, so I was getting my butt whipped by them both. In specifics, that's all I remember, but it was cool. I love lucid dreams.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
