Tuesday, March 08, 2005

early morning

“Tylenol Cold Nighttime with Cool Burst” Rocks My Socks

This is the only product so far that has helped me feel even a little better.  I can halfway breathe now.  The nose faucet has turned off.  Granted, I’m still effin’ sick, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Sunday, March 06, 2005

early evening

Generic NyQuil Capsules Suck

I’m not sure if the generic NyQuil sucks or it’s just the capsules that suck.  Regardless, I still feel horrible.  I want to curl up into a little ball and weep copious tears, only weeping would make it even harder to breathe, I’m sure.  I can’t breathe, my nose keeps running, burning, tickling, etc., and I have a nasty cough that makes my back spasm.  So, therefore, I don’t feel like writing anything.  Goodbye!

Friday, March 04, 2005

late afternoon

Poor Me

I’m sick.  I have a stupid constant little unproductive cough.  I can’t breathe.  I’m exhausted.  My eyes are watery.  I just hate this.  Hopefully, it’ll be a mild cold and gone soon.

On a happy note, Chelsea the cat, is eating more on her own.  It’ll be nice when she can get rid of her feeding tube.  She’s also become almost cuddly, crawling up into our laps at night and napping. 

Saturday, February 26, 2005

evening

One Adam Twelve, See The Man

There’s been a police helicopter circling our neighborhood for over an hour now.  Tight circles, like they know what they’re looking for, but it’s been kind of a long time, so why haven’t they found whatever they’re looking for?  About fifteen minutes ago I heard, “Get your hands up...muffle, muffle, muffle.” But then nothing happened, the ‘copter keeps circling.  I hope they catch whoever it is soon, because I don’t think we want to show them up by siccing our very large dogs on the criminals.  Well, that and I don’t want to hear the damned helicopter circling our house all night.

Here’s our big dog protection.  The first one is Eli, who is currently whining at the cats.  The second one is Dante, who is currently sacked out downstairs.  They’re very very scary.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

evening

The Horror Of AdSense

Luckily, the ads have now changed to chocolate ads, but what on earth did I do to deserve one about v (don’t want to spell it out for fear of more ads just like it) odor?  I’ve never even used the v-word in my blog, as far as I can remember.