I am sick. But I am not sick enough to stay at home. But I am sick enough that going to work today is not very much fun. In particular, I feel weak, but only in the upper half of my body -- the respiratory half, since that's the part that's having the problem. I am drinking a Coke Slurpee. That helps. And no, a Coke Slurpee is not soda because it is not carbonated, so I am not breaking my promise in the post prior.
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.
