Oct 11 2004
reason #48 why the plague might kill me
i’m home now from work, all snuggly in my footie jammies. ok, well not really because i don’t wear jammies. i guess it’s more a symbolic sort of snuggliness. i’m also on my way to a nice, long nap. that is if i can stop sucking down the diet coke.
i know! i know when you have a cold, er the plague, you should be pumping your body full of chicken broth, orange juice, and other healthy liquids (or straight whiskey). but i can’t help it. i just love the way the diet coke hurts so good on my achy scratchy ouchy throat. the tingly feeling is a little bit painful but a lotta bit delightful at the same time. i’m probably a masochist in training or something.
I so wish I could get adult footie jammies in my size. (Yes, I know they make them in some sizes…but that doesn’t include the properly-fitting size for a 6′2″ big-framed guy with size 16 EEEE feet!)
’specially the ones with the plastic bottoms to the feet. Nothing was better than sliding around on the linolium floor when I was young. Nowadays those would more than likely be banned because kids could injure themselves.
11 Oct 04 at 5:36 pm #Hey, I’m feeling wonky, too. But I made it until 5 p.m., because we don’t actually have sick days where I work. (Yes, lack of benefits is my only significant complaint.)
I am sneezy, coughy, and many other dwarves. Keep enjoying that DC w/lime.
11 Oct 04 at 6:00 pm #