Being Sick, I Will Now Begin The Pathetic Dance of Constant Blogging and Inbox-Refreshing from My Bed
Btw, "refreshing my inbox" is a euphemism for something.
I. Was. Just. Sick. What. The. Hell.
If I die of this weird upper-respiratory "joint," I bequeath this blog to roving internet pirates. Pillage as ye will, bandits.
And now I drift off into the netherworld with Gwen Stefani's "Cool" playing on repeat on my iTunes because I think it's actually a really good song (why else would I have listened to it 13 times already just today, except maybe due to feverish delirium).
I. Was. Just. Sick. What. The. Hell.
If I die of this weird upper-respiratory "joint," I bequeath this blog to roving internet pirates. Pillage as ye will, bandits.
And now I drift off into the netherworld with Gwen Stefani's "Cool" playing on repeat on my iTunes because I think it's actually a really good song (why else would I have listened to it 13 times already just today, except maybe due to feverish delirium).
1 Comments:
Do you have wireless fleenterveb or what? After all that you've been through, I know you're "Cool."
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