Sick Days.


Yesterday I was sick. Nowadays young teeny boppers use "sick" to mean cool. Cool isn't even "cool" anymore. Although I'm cool, I was honest to goodness, don't-bother-leaving-the-house-or-the-toilet sick. I'd like to find the truck driver that kept backing over me. I dunno what I would do to him. I might have enough energy to manage a weak cough on him. For now, I'll just sit here on the couch and whimper.

Comments

Oh Joy said…
That is so sad! Poor you!!! Would it make you feel better to know that we are COMING TO SEE YOU??!!!! We'll be there on the 17th. Now go and make my bed and get my coffee creamer.
Ariana said…
Dang, lady. Fluids and rest!!! Very gentle hugs to you.
hey you...miss you guys...hey, i got an ipod!!

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