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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Six words you never want to say

There are many things in life that you hope never to hear. There are a few things that you really don't want to say. My top pick: "Get the bucket, I'm gonna hurl."

Yep, the gastrointestinal distress that has been making it's rounds amongst bloggers hit me, and hit me hard. I can't quite figure out how I caught this dreaded disease, but I've narrowed down the suspects to Dave at Blogoraphy or Jon at Blurbomat. They both seem to have shared my symptoms.

I swear, yesterday was the first day in many years that I never got out of bed at all. I just layed there, moaning and groaning and drifting in and out of sleep. Every joint in my body ached. I couldn't even get on the floor to walk to the bathroom across the hall. When I stood up it was like the world whirled around me. I shook like a leaf. The only place for me was bed. The rest of life was completely unacceptable. I remained there until around 5 this afternoon when the veil of crapiness lifted a bit and I actually brushed my filthy hair and walked downstairs to the underworld.

Typing appears to be something that I will once again remember how to do when I get back to normal. I don't know when that will be. I do know that I feel thinner and lighter having consumed virtually nothing that isn't on the brat diet for 2 days. That's not saying much either. Ymmmm, rice for dinner.

Whilst I drifted in and out of sleep these past 2 days I watched an inordinate amount of TV reflections on the anniversary of Katrina. I am beyond disgusted with our shitty shitty President and his cardboard government for doing virtually nothing for the citizens of our country at the same time he is throwing taxpayer's money at Iraq at 300 times the rate. Half the citizens of New Orleans never returned to their city, their homes are still standing filled with muck and mold while FEMA and their insurnace companies argue about reimbursements, and yet we can afford to throw young bodies at Iraq with ridiculous amounts of weaponry and other instruments of distruction, and for what? An immoral 'war' that nobody asked for and nobody but those fatcat purile assholes in Washington who are making money on the 'war' hand over fist. Or maybe that should be fist over cock. I hate them.

It is so quiet here. Both kids are doing their summer reading in a desperate attempt to finish 3 books before school starts. Heh. And soon I shall head back to laying down and watching the ceiling swirl above me.
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Blogger OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

OY! I'vew had this intestinal problem too!

Barry Manilow: Help Me Oh Nurse!! He looks weird beyond the beyond... WEIRDER THAN WEIRD! ANOTHER ONE WHO LOOKS EMBALMED!


He actually looks pasty. And so did Ray Liotta...and next to Manilow, Liotta is YOUNG! OY OY OY!

29/8/06 7:21 PM  
Blogger OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

I didn't say that I do not understand our HA! President, at all!!!!!!!!!!

Help Help Help!



From what this President---This Government---has NOT done for New Orleans...For What Is Happening in Iraq...



29/8/06 7:27 PM  
Blogger NotSoccer Mom said...

hope you're feeling better soon! i agree with your take on our shitty shitty president.

30/8/06 12:22 PM  

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