Monday, November 13, 2006

Flu Delerium

Chills. Yes. Shiver! Ow. Ears. Shhhh! Ow. Who is banging that drum? What? Oh.... that's just my head.
Gah. Went for another round of shampooing the carpets today. They look. Huh? Oh right. They look amazzzzzz.......
What?
No I wasn't. I wasn't sleeping. I was just blinking.
Blinking for a really long time.
Ow. Sinus pressure.
Glad I had my tonsils out but wish it meant my throat no longer got sore.
Hot. Sweaty. Do I have a fever?
I'm just going to blink for a moment.



What?
No. I'm still here. I wasn't asleep.
Carpets look nice.
Wet feet. I already fell on my ass 3 times. Thankfully not on the landing. Wet feet.
Count sheep.
1...



MOLES!
Oh, sorry.

I had a dream last night that the moles in my yard killed my pet penguin on my front porch.

I don't have a pet penguin.

I have no idea what it all means.

Damn moles.

zzz.....

Penguins are cute.

zzzzz.....


Nyquil is the shiznit.


zzz......

Moles aren't violent right? I don't think they attack other animals. Right? Unless they are like, mutant moles. I have Mutant Moles. Shovels. I need more shovels.
And possibly more nyquil. Or tequila.
Or....

or.....

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

2 comments:

mr_g said...

Wow....reminds me pf a Dead show in the 90's!

Mrs.X said...

Except without the music.