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24 February 2006 @ 01:40 pm
hi, guys.  
1) i type only in lowercase now as i am still sick, and too out of it to have respect for proper punctuation. also, i have lost my enthusiasm. once, i was an enthusiastic person. now, i am a coughing/sneezing/nose blowing person.

2) parents of the world: when you are in public with your screaming toddler, do not ignore the screams, because we - the innocent bystanders - cannot ignore them. you may be inured to the horrible noises that your children can make, but we stand there, our collective head throbbing with the hideous shrieks issuing forth from your irate offspring, and can think of nothing else. please, god, for our good, be proactive. be responsible. make your child stop acting as though it is being flayed.

3) my current shameful secret: i love antiques roadshow.

4) tonight is most haunted live/battlestar galactica night. to all my homies in the ot6 all i have to ask: can i say something?

5) i went to class today. i deserve a buttered biscuit and red currant jam.

6) my professor did not come to class today. she does not get jam.

7) if only my ears would stop popping, i would tell you all that the hills are alive with the sound of my recovery. i am that chuffed (correct use of word?) to not be feverish.

8) lyra truly is an adoable frunk.

9) i live near a funeral home and almost every day i drive past a huddled mass of black standing before it. people holding hands and wiping their eyes, or staring at the cement as their jaws harden and hold back tears. often times i avert my eyes and pretend not to see it, but today i saw this man standing there, no expression on his face as tears poured down his face and i couldn't stop looking. i felt really bad about being a willing audience to his grief, but there was something mesmerizing about it. he was immaculately groomed, in his mid thirtiesish, with black wire glasses and a bright green scarf and unruly reddish brown hair and he stood with his arms steadfastly by his sides. he made me think of the tin man, and i don't know why.

10) being dehydrated means drinking more water than usual means spending more time peeing than usual which i resent. i want the years i've spent peeing back, dammit.
 
 
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Adoable Frunk: goodpodlyra_sena on February 24th, 2006 07:06 pm (UTC)
1) *pets* Your life is so lowercase. Bring back the caps, dammit. *snugs you gently*

4) You can say something, but only if you shimmy, and then rest, and then shimmy again, and then rest, and then...

8) I am! And I adore you.

10) I bet you STILL aren't peeing as much as I do in a given day.
millysdaughtermillysdaughter on February 24th, 2006 07:17 pm (UTC)
10--but the more fluids you drink, the more you will pee, AND the faster you will get this crud flushed out of your system. It is good to pee gallons at this time. Normal life will return soon.
millysdaughtermillysdaughter on February 24th, 2006 07:19 pm (UTC)
1- **sends hugs**

**send chicken soup**

**sends buttered biscuits**

whoopsie!

**quickly sends red currant jam**
I'm not a bible belt!justbreathe80 on February 24th, 2006 07:21 pm (UTC)
2) I agree about screaming toddlers, even if I'm not sure there's anything anyone can do.

I was ruminating myself today while waiting at the doctor's office and listening to a young child (maybe 4 or 5) who had not yet learned the concept of "inside voice." I swear everyone in the entire health center could hear him. I know it's no one's fault per se, but I could feel his loud kid voice piercing my ear drums, and it HURT. I feel your pain.

P.S. I heart your icon. Starbuck makes life worth living.
Pouncer: Guttering Candlesthepouncer on February 24th, 2006 07:32 pm (UTC)
I used to work by Arlington Cemetary. I couldn't see the individual mourners, but the military procession always sent a frisson down my spine. So solemn.
Meret: hotchocolatemeret on March 1st, 2006 07:25 am (UTC)
I hope you feel better soon! *hugs*