PS. YAY BETA BAND! That's so cool, that you're digging 'em. Gives me the happys, getting a new convert to keep me company. And I have a total crapton of those guys, if you're looking for more.
PPS. BOO ICK! Dude, I've had the same crud all week. Massive drag, esp. since I've had no time for a proper drugged-out pity party on the sofa. Honestly, what's the point of being sick, if you can't lay around cracked to the gills on mind-altering cold medication, feeling like a beached foghorn full of mucus, and proclaiming your terminal misery to anyone who'll listen, with the Brady Bunch marathon on TV in the background? I left out the jammies, and fuzzy blankets, and perpetual snowdrifts of Kleenex, but you know the ambience I'm talkin' about.
PPPS. Apropos to comments on earlier post, and here because I keep forgetting: WE WILL BE CLOTHESPIN TWINS. And I think that needs an icon.
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PS. YAY BETA BAND! That's so cool, that you're digging 'em. Gives me the happys, getting a new convert to keep me company. And I have a total crapton of those guys, if you're looking for more.
PPS. BOO ICK! Dude, I've had the same crud all week. Massive drag, esp. since I've had no time for a proper drugged-out pity party on the sofa. Honestly, what's the point of being sick, if you can't lay around cracked to the gills on mind-altering cold medication, feeling like a beached foghorn full of mucus, and proclaiming your terminal misery to anyone who'll listen, with the Brady Bunch marathon on TV in the background? I left out the jammies, and fuzzy blankets, and perpetual snowdrifts of Kleenex, but you know the ambience I'm talkin' about.
PPPS. Apropos to comments on earlier post, and here because I keep forgetting: WE WILL BE CLOTHESPIN TWINS. And I think that needs an icon.