11 February 2008

i do still, again, more, so intensely feel like total crap -- UPDATED

Sheesh. A girl can't sweat through an illness without the ten-year-old voters piping up at that other blog. After I wake up a little better I may have to go knock heads.... Well... or not. They're too feeble.

Today, yesterday now in the ME, was supposedly D-Day for the IOB, and I'm not finding any big announcements....

Well, and I wonder if you even know how I feel about Liza Minnelli... that transcendentally annoying thing.... She's that stupid Dorothy's daughter, too. So that was the buddhas having a snicker at me in that little fevered nap.

Meanwhile, all hell broke loose in East Timor today I see, and this cannot be a good sign either.

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I was dreaming about being driven around by young women from Asian countries, and saving them from cads hitting on them in night clubs. An emu, or an emu-like critter, was in love with me and would bow and do high-pitched Liza Minnelli imitations for me whenever it saw me.

I'm not making this up.

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Tried to go shopping, but everybody said my color was not good and I can't believe I haven't barfed.... So I'm just gonna go fall over until I get back up again. Blegh....

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