To distract myself from what really happened tonight

I just saw The Neverending Story or Unendliche Geschichte, Die for the first time in YEARS. It brought back many wonderful memories, but also shed some light on things that simply did not occur to me when I was a child.

For instance, as a child I never noticed that Falkor was not only a luckdragon, but also a stoned black man. Seriously. He is also exceptionally creepy and might stalk/rape children in his free time.






Come ON now. Seriously creepy.

I also remembered that I had a SERIOUS crush on Atreyu when I was a kid. I wanted to do all sorts of things with that 13 year old boy when I was about 6 or so. I decided I would google him to see what he looked like now. Not a good idea.

Atreyu then:

Adorable! Going to be so handsome when he grows up! Right?

WRONG.

My heart. She is broken.

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Up and At Em!

Sort of...

I made it out of the house today! I had some lunch, I went to an art show, I went to Trader Joe's. It was all very exciting and none of it happened in my bed! YAY FOR NOT BEING IN MY BED!

But now I am at home alone again which sucks. I think it's for the best, though, as I am producing MASSIVE amounts of mucus. Seriously. I am a snot monster. And pretty! Oh so pretty.

Once I lose my voice I'll know this thing has finally left my system. (Dude, don't look at me, but every time I get really really sick I lose my voice just at the end and then I know I'm better. I know it doesn't make any sense, but that's how my body rolls.)

Oh - so my lunch? Incase you were wondering?
Crab cakes Benedict on fluffy biscuits instead of english muffins with a side of homefries that included mushrooms and Parmesan cheese. Oh HELL yes. Thank you, Philip Marie. I love yoooooou. ♦DiggIt! ♦Add to del.icio.us ♦Add to Technorati Faves

So sick...holy GOD

So if anyone has been wondering where I've been the last few days, the answer is "IN BED." I am so sick of my bed. Lying down hurts, my back hurts, my brain hurts, I feel like hell. AND I NEVER WANT TO LOOK AT MY BED AGAIN.

I have spent the better part of the last 48 hours curled up in bed. Seth came over at about 1am and brought soup, tea, cookies, apple-sauce, really scary cold medicine that I haven't touched, children's vitamins AND he hooked up my super nintendo so I can do things in the livingroom. The living room is amazing. Do you know why? BECAUSE IT IS NOT MY FUCKING BED.

Gaaaahhhh.

So yeah...I'm feeling a bit better than I was, but not 100% by any means. Though I do think my fever is gone. Actually, I'm going to check that:

Lalalalala...I hate where the thermometer has to rest. You know that weird little pocket under your tongue? HATE. The body is so gross. And produces SO MUCH FLUID. GOD.

Well, I'm only at 99.9 now which is still normal. And not 100 or 101.

I think I have to go to Trader Joe's because if I don't I will completely lose my mind. And nobody wants that! ♦DiggIt! ♦Add to del.icio.us ♦Add to Technorati Faves