like death warmed over in satan's own toaster oven
Haha! It isn't a viral infection! It's Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever!I started another round of antibiotics today. It hasn't even been two weeks since I finished that damn cipro! Argh! My innards! And I'll have to throw down $115 for a Lyme disease test now, too. Fortunately, it's not severe and I only today developed the eponymous spots, and only in a small patch on my tummy.
I am going to nominate my dad for "Sooner DAd of The YEaR" or whatever they call it. Then I'll build him a float by hot gluing plastic vodka bottles from his apt. onto my rommate's 1983 Volvo station wagon. There'll be a palanquin thingy on top. If he doesn't win I'll just have to organize a pageant for one-eyed, terminally-ill retired sanitation workers and rig it so he wins.
I have to make a children's book about Voltairine de Cleyre. She rocks my world. If I lived in turn of the century Philadelphia I would try to convince her to be my bestest friend ever. Also, if I ever have a daughter, her name will be Voltairine.
time for more doxycycline. wouldn't that be a faboo name for an industrial drag queen?
I am going to nominate my dad for "Sooner DAd of The YEaR" or whatever they call it. Then I'll build him a float by hot gluing plastic vodka bottles from his apt. onto my rommate's 1983 Volvo station wagon. There'll be a palanquin thingy on top. If he doesn't win I'll just have to organize a pageant for one-eyed, terminally-ill retired sanitation workers and rig it so he wins.
I have to make a children's book about Voltairine de Cleyre. She rocks my world. If I lived in turn of the century Philadelphia I would try to convince her to be my bestest friend ever. Also, if I ever have a daughter, her name will be Voltairine.
time for more doxycycline. wouldn't that be a faboo name for an industrial drag queen?