| January 1, 1997 -- What a kick life can be sometimes! One second you're awake and alive at a party downing pink chamagne and puffed cheese doodles, the next you're at home in bed until three in the afternoon, downing aspirin for the intense sore throat and Green Tea for the undying thirst. I didn't drink enough of the damned champagne to even hiccup, so don't start thinking I had a hang-over. I caught the local sick from my beloved family and friends (rotten bastards... they'll burn for this!). The aspirin did wonders though...for the day time. Now at three in the morning the next day I'm on some stronger stuff...NyQuil liquid-caps...all the power, none of the taste! I'm not really feeling that sick, but who needs to feel sick when you can feel numb? Besides only leaving my room when it was already dark again outside, I had a fine date...I mean day... Okay, no...I mean date. I had a date with Brian. I was the picture of discomfort as we sat eating at Chilis...a local Mexican restaurant chain...if there is such a thing as a local chain. Eh, not the point. Had I not felt so sick it would have been better, but I managed to fake my way through healthy well enough to fool myself for a bit. But the NyQuil is starting to work, and my brain is starting to stop...type faster, ramble less. We saw Beavis and Butthead Do America once more. Yes, it WAS the second time. I'll admit it, I loved it. Who wouldn't love Cornholio? I eventually got over my general discomfort and the "ACK! I'M LIVING IN MY OWN PAST!" feeling Brian and I fortunately shared(check out his on-line journal if you don't believe me!). We managed to have a blast playing with his computer, listening to the tape I made on his kick-ass car stereo, singing along with our not-so-good voices (he's better than me, but that's not saying too much!)and laughing about how odd we felt. Mostly laughing about how odd we felt though. I got home and pretended I was going to sleep, then typed this. Rationalization? I just ate! I can't sleep yet! Truth? Excitement, adrenaline, and NyQuil NyQuil NyQuil! We love you, you giant...zzzzzzzzzzzz. And I'm in the coma! G'night everyone! |
