Holy crap was I sick little monkey! 
You know youre bad when the boss actually demands that you go home, but you still hesitate because youre not sure that you can actually make it. And let me tell ya, navigating the lunch rush on the 101 while trying to keep your cookies down is no small feat.
Heres the really weird thing:
A few weeks ago I got sick, ended up taking off early and made it within blocks of home before having to pull over and yak.
Well, this time, while making another mad dash home, I ended up tossing at almost the exact same spot!
Weird
Anyway, I was kinda relieved to learn that Evil was down with the same crud. My stomachs been weird lately and I figured that Id officially achieved my first ulcer. Though my loving roommates continue to assure me that the copious amounts of Jack Daniels will put an end to my liver and/or kidneys long before any ulcer has a chance to develop
Whatever the case, I guess it is time to start treating the body with a bit more kindness. Its held up remarkably well thus far, surviving the doldrums of growing up in the Midwest (where ther aint ta do, cept drink n fuck), through the beer bong-induced haze of frat boy indulgence, and into the directionless stupor of my late-twenties
So yeah, I suppose I owe the old liver a respite, lest it demand a requiem.
But one good thing about being sick, I got to watch Sesame Street!
I havent watched that show in I dont know how long. Its so cool that Mr. Hoopers store is still there. I mean, the tykes of today probably dont even know that there once actually was a Mr. Hooper. Indeed, his passing was probably what forced Mom and Dad to explain death.
But one thing that confused me Did Slimy the worm always talk? I dont remember him talking
You know youre bad when the boss actually demands that you go home, but you still hesitate because youre not sure that you can actually make it. And let me tell ya, navigating the lunch rush on the 101 while trying to keep your cookies down is no small feat.
Heres the really weird thing:
A few weeks ago I got sick, ended up taking off early and made it within blocks of home before having to pull over and yak.
Well, this time, while making another mad dash home, I ended up tossing at almost the exact same spot!
Weird
Anyway, I was kinda relieved to learn that Evil was down with the same crud. My stomachs been weird lately and I figured that Id officially achieved my first ulcer. Though my loving roommates continue to assure me that the copious amounts of Jack Daniels will put an end to my liver and/or kidneys long before any ulcer has a chance to develop
Whatever the case, I guess it is time to start treating the body with a bit more kindness. Its held up remarkably well thus far, surviving the doldrums of growing up in the Midwest (where ther aint ta do, cept drink n fuck), through the beer bong-induced haze of frat boy indulgence, and into the directionless stupor of my late-twenties
So yeah, I suppose I owe the old liver a respite, lest it demand a requiem.
But one good thing about being sick, I got to watch Sesame Street!
I havent watched that show in I dont know how long. Its so cool that Mr. Hoopers store is still there. I mean, the tykes of today probably dont even know that there once actually was a Mr. Hooper. Indeed, his passing was probably what forced Mom and Dad to explain death.
But one thing that confused me Did Slimy the worm always talk? I dont remember him talking
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hermes:
It was these guys! 
girly:
Aww, hope you're feeling better soon. 