I was SO sick. I had bronchitis and they gave me the same meds for pneumonia. They also use the antibiotics to treat skin problems (not that I really have any) and damn if my face doesn't look good! After 4 days of fever and coughing up stuff, I'm finally back at work and feeling better.
So, ya missed me, eh Don? :)
BB has been nice as of late, although he was driving me crazy with stupid questions. I'm hot/sweaty/sick and he kept asking, "What's wrong?" (clingy girlfriend). Hel-looooo, I'm DYING! I think I may have overly-insulted him yesterday (actually, I did not!). I told him that if I were one of his sisters, I would probalby be laying on the sofa shouting, "Whey! Whey! Whayn al khadamaaaaa! Jeebli my!" - but I don't get SQUAT - not even a healthy amount of sympathy.
I got no flowers, no chicken soup, no one who would go to the store and buy me orange juice. Oh, the neglect! Okay, realistically, none of my friends own cars right now (Mediagirl - you are off the hook because you no car and just got here!). I'm talking mainly about Bunny and Barbecue types. That is just pathetic.
Bunny - I am just about over that damn rabbit. We have been friends for 3 years, but he is pissing me off beyond all recognition. You expect people to remember you when you are sick - especially people who are close to you (or who pretend to be in this case). He couldn't even be bothered to call me for the past 3 days! Even my own mother asked me if he was coming to look after me. Our mutual friends can't believe it. Why the disappearing act when I need him the most? Looking back, he hasn't been there at times when I really have needed him. Why is that? Now he is back to old tricks - sending me SMS's in some jeuvenile attempt to make himself feel better. Get to hoppin!
I've decided to zap all comments in reference to religion and politics from my blog. My blog - my powers of zap-dom. Especially when it comes to 20-something fanatics who have read 2.4 books and believe they know it all. I don't give a rat's furry azz what you think I should do or believe, so there. ZAP ZAP!
Anybody know where the camel races are? Are they on the road to Kabd?
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Your posts are amazingly funny, glad to read someone with a wild sense of humor (been having bad days lately, so your blog basiclly takes me back what seems like a hundred years ago of how my life used to be. I do not envy you at all bli3aks I hope you enojy more and more your rich life, Although you complain and you are a little tough on your man but your sense of humor makes it all forgivable. I got away with alot of tricky situations myself with my sense of humor coz nobody is really sure am joking or not lol. Hope you do get well fast, it seems there is some kind of viruses that ppl are not able to get rid of , it comes and goes and comes back again. so mmmmmmm good luck with that!
BAM! Ya see - THAT's the kind of comment I like to see! Positive, happy, energetic. Thanks, Beatnik. I appreciate the kind words. I send you an enormous bouquet of virtual flowers.
I'm starting to feel better...
D... Glad to see you up and about !! I sure did miss ya.. *blush*
Yellow B R: Allah ya salamich :)
Ok then get off your ass and write something outragouse. enough. and please please do not go near Valentines as a subject. it is hurting my nerves like a toothache. except ofcaurse if you wanna diss it?
Conservative: I just don't give a shyt. Those 2 subjects bore me and I figure - if someone else wants to write about them or discuss them on their own blog - that's great. Mine isn't about that. I'd rather talk about alcohol and getting laid. Have a nice day.
lol why talk just do it no? man you and me are definitly on the same track. as for conservatism it is what leads to all the shit i worte about in one of my posts that directly affect women and damn hell makes us suffer. It is not about critisim and handeling it it is about choosing a certain path and absolutley eliminating everything that stand sin the way and well basiclly menatly fucks the brain right left and center.
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