August 19th, 2002

"But.. it's my Gazebo!" "Not in the eyes of the law, ma'am."

Did you ever have the feeling that you had a firm grasp of what "stupid" is?

I spent a good deal of last night holding back my snicker at a dreamcatcher tattoo while someone talked. That damn Pope made me lose all of it at once when she cracked wise. It's a good thing, too. That way I had nothing left when we sat in the diner. A Weird Al comment about Living with a Hernia almost resulted in an unfortunate death. (I use the word "unfortunate" purely out of a kind of faux compassion that will hopefully grant leniency if such an event were ever to occur, of course.) (Note to self: remember to edit this prior to arrest(s).) I got a funny look and a long count from the toll booth comming home. Maybe he expected me to turn Don't Fear the Reaper down prior to recieving my two dollars, but damn The Man, some songs just can't be turned down. Ever.

Mmm.. my ankle just did the thing where all of the little bones adjust in sequence when I reached up to grab a plate. This is possibly the highlight of my day, and not in that lame day way either. It really feels super-fine but I can never force it or know when it might happen.

Because it matches the spirit of the day(s)... Lightningbolt!!!@
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Stab Time

I've got the anthrax.

My left calf seems to finally be almost normal. (Wednesday or thursday when I woke up it was all numby, but only the skin. Like.. the muscles moved and felt normal, but whenever I touched my skin, it had the tingly "asleep" feeling.) (And it feels mostly normal now..) Last night I did something to my eye enough to keep it sore all day. (When I woke up it was tearing like mad, but I don't even know if I got something in it, or poked myself, or if His Name Isn't Sprockets Damnit attacked me with his mind or something.) (Since there are no marks.) And of course, my brain has been so tapped out I lost to the French on Chieftan mode the other night. That's just ridiculous.

Caffeine doesn't wake me up. Ephedrine just makes me vibrate for a while then sleepy. I feel like there's something I'm overlooking. Even NyQuil doesn't seem to keep me asleep through the night. And it doesn't set in as drastically fast anymore, either. Darn it all to heck!

I may as well admit I jabbed my own eye or something. I mean I'm the one who was considering getting one of those bed railings they use to keep toddlers from falling on the floor in the night.
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    Whoever sings "It's all about the Game".