| | I'm sick, goddamnit. I had a wonderful week off and then I had to go and get ill. I can't afford to be ill! Damnit!
I feel better today than I did yesterday (two days ago, whatever), but that is mostly due to the fact that today I barely did anything. I exuded all signs of being alive, I moved (a little bit, but more than say... a tree does, and it's totally alive), I respired (glucose and oxygen totally turned into energy, CO2 and water), I was sensitive (it was 107 outside today, I broke a sweat), I can't confirm that I grew you'll have to trust that I can. I know I'm -capable- of reproducing, I could offer proof of that, but it's indelicate. I ate food and I peed. It is official, I am alive.
Whew, that's a load off.
What the hell was I talking about? Oh yeah, I didn't do much today. I talked with Ed for a while (haven't had a prolonged chat with him in an age it feels like). I saw John Belushi's special from SNL. Another example of how my father is a fount of pop culture from thirty years ago. Belushi's gravestone read "He made us laugh, and now he can make us think." However his grave had to be moved (too popular... crazy, eh?), so the marker now reads "He could have given us a lot more laughs, but NOOOOOOO!" I like that, it's right up there with "I told you I was Ill." Still, if anyone's keeping track I'd like mine to say "Apropos of Nothing" if you think that's too snobby, I'll -settle- for "Little Lady Big Laugh" but I really want the first.
Okay I'm exhausted, to bed I crawl!
posted by Amber at 1:48 AM
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