Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Say, you were swell
Oh my god. I'm so sick. What the beans!? That's my new catchphrase. I can't even eat the candy Narns left in my room last night. I'm that sick. And my dad's latest Value Village find is a really scary sake cup with a sumo wrestler on it, that I had to drink DISPEL INVASION out of. DISPEL INVASION is a hideous brown liquid that's supposed to help my throat. I'm not up to describing it further, just now. Marc had some, once. Ask Marc. I need to go back to bed. What the beans.
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4 comments:
You shouldn't go Saturna-ing, huh? I'm not just saying this to spite your cousin (Though maybe partially) but for your general well-being.
Poooorest puppy!
It's my fault for demanding CANDY NOW when we were playing Res.
What the fuck, man. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK?! Why is blogger so slow today? Why do I care so much?
Sorry, Claire. I shouldn't be saying such things in front of a woman in your condition.
Maybe you should stay home and Marc can nurse you back to health. Or, if you're like me and hate being around people when sick, he can deliver requested supplies (soup/movies/etc) and then go home. But can be called back at anytime for whatever you might fancy. And he can't complain. hee.
Poor nernie! I hope this comment finds you well-rested and less froggy.
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