Thursday Mar 31, 2005

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so, how do you like the MAJOR TONSILLITIS RELAPSE?

I rain blood and mucus down on the infidels.

but I have new antibiotics, and on the way to the doctor's I listened to a lot of Queen and had the window down ((because of fever sweat)) and that made me feel happier about things.

a short story I wrote has been chosen for publication in my school's crappy, crappy annual arts and literary magazine thinger. I think I should probably be offended, because most of what they publish is absolute drivel.

at any rate, I'm recruiting swanky people to help me compose a subversive and/or witty 100-word bio to be submitted tomorrow before the stupid thing goes off to press. Frank, I am looking DIRECTLY at you when I'm saying this. a-HEM. if ever there was a cry for help, the time is now.

witness my infective action.

as soon as I have a modicum of health, I swear I'm going to stop bitching about my bodily horrors. except the uterine horrors. anyone who is worthy of my attention is also worthy of hearing a detailed, emotional history of my uterus. don't think you're missing this one.

this semester is fucking killing me, and I think my immune system or lack thereof has finally had it. good day.
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frankmask:
<Name> Was born in 1923 in Tazmania to a small tribe of Crimean War Revisionists. In the mid thirties she escaped from her twisted and heinous captors and was picked up off the coast by a Norwegian Whaling expedition that had decided that whales were really all right fellows, and instead decided to cart tourists around Oceana. She stayed with the crew for a few years before taking her leave in California. <Name> spent the war years the the 42nd Special Literary Operations Group attempting to decipher the secret of Nazi propaganda. After the war she was discharged and found a job as a junior editor at a very prestigious magazine that you've probably never heard of. In the mid sixties she left the magazine due to ideological conflicts and spent the next ten years as an activist for peace, eventually winding up in County Kerry, Ireland, of all the obscure places. The eighties were a fairly slow time, She toured as a public relations assistant with U2, invented those sneakers with pumps in them, and professionally heckled diet fads. By the early ninties, fed up the world, <Name> went into seclusion in Siberia, where she remained until 2002 when she came to Hamline in order to finish her degree.
alyk:
It wasn't love at first sight for you like it was for me? phhft...

I think your bio should go something like this: I was born a woman in a man's body...blah, blah, blah...sex change operation in sweden...blah...stitches almost all healed...blah

I don't know...something along those lines...

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