03.31.08
the chemical weapon
earson: jingle bell rock, always cheers me up
eyeson: 'the game plan,' 'silent hill,' 'elizabeth - the golden age,' '30 days of night' during
thoughton: i'm so sorry - i wish i could find those dickheads and take back your 'me' - you're right, fuck *you* califo
made it through a weekend with the puke flu .. yet again .. i can't express just how many times i've been through the experience of the puke flu and just how terrifying this is for someone who's afraid of vomiting. yes, i understand there are folks out there who can sneeze with the same levity that they blow chunks with. i'm not one of these people. i begin to sob out loud when i know i'm going to puke. i get tremors, i have an asthma attack, so that by the time i'm -actually- vomiting i'm suffocating too.
everything today goes down with a cold burn and lumps in my stomach uncomfortably. i'm lightheaded and have been working on hydrating all day with no -real- success .. did i mention that i hate the puke flu and that i hope that the folks who invented this cleverly oscillating chemical weapon soon die?
so while i spent the weekend coiled in bed, yesterday so weak i couldn't even sit up at the computer long enough to do my usual nerdy gaming shizit .. a very good friend of mine got robbed and had an epiphany. or rather, fate rather nastily kicked my friend in the Home Security Gonads and upset him so much he's going to shift coasts, move. way to go, fate, you ugly bitch! but i'm glad he's decided to go .. . i know how CA can suck the blood from you. difficult to be so far away from people you care about, people you'd like to help and be there for. back to RI, and i hope the band gets back together. at least they didn't steal the guitars. at least they didn't hurt you. but they stole identitiy items .. which i suppose .. could be ultimately worse.
i mended things with my father. it was the weirdest thing, he turned 60 this week and we had a family party for him .. this was before PukeFest '08 .. gave him a card that had the wizard of oz folks on the front with strawman in front of the cake, lit candles, looking hesitant. tin man is saying 'look, i think it's time you got over this fire fixation.' and inside it says 'ding dong, your youth is gone.' in the midst of giggling, ribbing, maple pineapple upside down cake, and some other unconventional family moments .. somehow we came within speaking distance again. which has been so nice, because i love him so much. i just wish he wouldn't cook meat from '04 and call it food!
i called out of work this weekend and it's probably the 10th time i've done it since the new year .. i'm expecting to be given my first warning any time now .. good things can't last forever. i hate LNAing in the daytime! whomever thought that giving 10 people baths in bed in a row for a JOB is CRAZY and SADISTIC!
written at 12:30 p.m.
