miserable cold
The cold that I've had for the last couple of days is continuing, Vadis & unabated, making it difficult for me to trash Vadis' reputation on the web, the same way she trashed mine.
It wasn't entirely her fault. The coed fraternity that she lived in kept me away from "all of [their] women" because I was naive enough to believe that a vorkle-ball jock could be at all sympathetic to a mental illness -- all the phallic androgyne wanted was to believe she was the greatest lady vorkler of all time. Meanwhile Alfalfa High spread vicious rumors about me.
So I'm finally setting the record straight. I've been working on a page about Vadis, while meanwhile working on my page about Muhammad Ali (he's like the only DJ you can hear after 3:00), to include a link to my book.
But with this terrible head cold, work has been nearly impossible. Trish fetched me some Sinutab & sugar-free cough drops from Western Drug; wants me to get antibiotics -- Trish always wants more & more meds, but at least she's not like the skinny dog who ruined my brother's life & runs to the health food store for echinasea -- which a massive study has already proved is totally worthless (to which she would say, "They may say that, but really...). I think she probably thinks Tom Cruise is something other than an utter asshole. Fuck Scientology!
Trish had her mammogram yesterday. She ate lunch at the hospital cafeteria, while I had a sandwich or something: I've lost my appetite. I then went to bed & napped until Trish returned home, early, as they had no one before her.
Car-girl opted out of doing TA, 'cause of my illness, but went ahead & took Trish shopping & mall-walking. I trusted Trish with 20 buckadingdongs, & she actually came home with something other than junk food. We both fixed supper together. We watched a couple TV shows, then Trish wanted to read Bouncing Off the Moon, so I went to bed & waited for her. Even with 3 temazepam, I'm waking up around 4:00-5:00 AM. Today I got up around 6:00, but lay in bed for at least an hour.
Trish has her appointment with Charlene Upstairs today. They'll be discussing the K. Fantasy & Bridget. I'm staying home &'ll probably take a nap while she's gone.
She does have to buy new bedding for the hamster. Ula-tek may rapidly degenerate into Smelly Bear if we don't clean his cage.
It wasn't entirely her fault. The coed fraternity that she lived in kept me away from "all of [their] women" because I was naive enough to believe that a vorkle-ball jock could be at all sympathetic to a mental illness -- all the phallic androgyne wanted was to believe she was the greatest lady vorkler of all time. Meanwhile Alfalfa High spread vicious rumors about me.
So I'm finally setting the record straight. I've been working on a page about Vadis, while meanwhile working on my page about Muhammad Ali (he's like the only DJ you can hear after 3:00), to include a link to my book.
But with this terrible head cold, work has been nearly impossible. Trish fetched me some Sinutab & sugar-free cough drops from Western Drug; wants me to get antibiotics -- Trish always wants more & more meds, but at least she's not like the skinny dog who ruined my brother's life & runs to the health food store for echinasea -- which a massive study has already proved is totally worthless (to which she would say, "They may say that, but really...). I think she probably thinks Tom Cruise is something other than an utter asshole. Fuck Scientology!
Trish had her mammogram yesterday. She ate lunch at the hospital cafeteria, while I had a sandwich or something: I've lost my appetite. I then went to bed & napped until Trish returned home, early, as they had no one before her.
Car-girl opted out of doing TA, 'cause of my illness, but went ahead & took Trish shopping & mall-walking. I trusted Trish with 20 buckadingdongs, & she actually came home with something other than junk food. We both fixed supper together. We watched a couple TV shows, then Trish wanted to read Bouncing Off the Moon, so I went to bed & waited for her. Even with 3 temazepam, I'm waking up around 4:00-5:00 AM. Today I got up around 6:00, but lay in bed for at least an hour.
Trish has her appointment with Charlene Upstairs today. They'll be discussing the K. Fantasy & Bridget. I'm staying home &'ll probably take a nap while she's gone.
She does have to buy new bedding for the hamster. Ula-tek may rapidly degenerate into Smelly Bear if we don't clean his cage.
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