Sticky Beak
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The Skinny
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...life in small Northern towns, working for assholes, boys who refuse to become men, synthetic personalities, anorexic models and their link to emotional scarring, bad marijuana trips, crazies on BC Transit, beer, piece of shit cars, living out of a suitcase paycheck to paycheck, unrequited love, Seinfeld, minimum-wage jobs, broken New Year�s resolutions, and over-limit Visa accounts.
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Short n' Sweet... Goddamned Fever! I tell ya, it's hard to look attractive in any way, shape or form when you're oozing liquid from every pore of your feckin' body. Nummy. I don't know if this means that the fever is breaking? I just hope it subsides sooner than later... The throat is coming along - the white pussing globs at the back seem to be on the mend and are now replaced with copious amounts of phlem. Again I say, nummy. At any rate, I have every faith in modern medicine and the wonders of science and am confident that the drugs will cure me by Saturday! :) It's pissing rain here today - ahhh, reminds me of home... A great day to curl up and watch a video, I'd say! :) I'm meant to be working on some projects for Wendy, but just can't summon the energy to look at them... I'm blaming the illness, but in actual fact, I think it may have more to do with me having been on perma-vacation the past few months and an inability to adjust to the whole concept of 'work'... But maybe I'm wrong. Yeah. My main objective in writing today is to send a very warm, loving "HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU CRAZY BITCH YOU!" greeting out to baby sister Racey Emmy... Twenty-four. Jeezus H. Rapidly approaching that slipperly slope to the big Three-O, huh Em??? Damn. We're all getting old. How did that happen???? At any rate, hope you're having a WONDERFUL day and we'll raise a glass to you tonight in Oz... Happy Birthday, Beautiful. So, that's it for me today kids. Holla'. |