half an hour after i thought to myself, "i'm glad i haven't been sick since summer!" i developed a cosmic cold. i like to chug cartons of orange juice because 1) delicious, 2) it makes me feel like i am feeling better. but not if it's that extra pulp or no pulp stuff. it's gotta be right down the middle pulp lane. i am shaking all over! weee, faux fever! why do i always have to be the one to feed bexoar. bezoar. oh, it looks good with the X. i have not been articulate for maybe 50 years. i'm telling you, it's all that broccoli. sometimes i fear that my fingers and toes will break off like icicles. not being able to breathe, think, or move your neck is an ideal state in which to take a math test. a who what? they still make you kids take those things? the rat is still dead. here is my flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/29907337@N00/ |