Thursday, December 11, 2003 :::
The person that can guess the total number of times that I will vomit today wins a picture of me passing out next to Bruce LaBruce.
Hint: Twice, so far.
::: at 1:45 PM
Wednesday, December 10, 2003 :::
I'm cursing the flu I have, not for the public vomiting and general malaise it has caused me, but mostly for the fact that it forced me to forgo the purchase of a really obnoxious hat.
Fuck, even the one celled organisms that inhabit my body make attemtps to curb my spending.
::: at 3:54 PM
My sister was in town. She is convinced I'm dying and spent a good portion of the time feeding me fatty cheese and ravioli.
It's hard to take health care advice from someone on Prozac who has a history of eating disorders.
Raw-milk farmhouse cheeses, however, have my undivided attention.
This bitch knows his priorities!
::: at 3:50 PM