Keee-rap I am off kilter today. I ran out of fake grocery store Claritin ® four days ago and haven't bothered to go get some more, and I drank beer last night. Then right before I went to bed I ate a couple of cookies which seem to have kept me up all night. No, they were not Dutch Windmill cookies, though those have been known to upset the brain's chemical infrastructure, besides the fact that when you dunk them, they don't seem to absorb any milk. (or whatever) When I did manage to sleep, I not only dreamt of work, but of working in Oklahoma. This is the newest twist on my nightmarish ex-work dreams. Now I am up, but my eyes are burning.
There. I have shoved this off into the cyber-ether(net) also known as cosmic griping, or e-whine. Please absorb it, shake it off, pity me. Going out to breakfast now, which is something. I'll be back.
I had a date last night, which went really well. Drank a Corona, which didn't make me sick or anything. But I dreamt the ex-hubby and I were sitting in a car at the airport and a plane mashed into us. ~eyeroll~
ReplyDeleteSounds like you need a nap.
ReplyDeleteI had a e-whine today too, but I'm much better now. Yay Paula!
ReplyDeleteOH good! Hope you enjoyed your date, Paula. You lush.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mother Kristiana. Because it made me laugh, as it sounded like, "you need a nap, little mister." But I doen WANNA nap!! Aaaaeeeeeee!!! [spin frantically on the floor, arms flailing]
e-whines are the best, because what you say is permanently recorded in binary on a hard drive somewhere in Mountain View and it never, ever, ever goes away fuck it shoot me now.
I hope you're feeling better today. Maybe breakfast helped. Your post got me to thinking about how an e-whine is the digital equivalent of the lone coyote's howl to the moon, answered in kind hilltop to hilltop.
ReplyDeleteGood point. That is strangely accurate.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was younger I didn't know which was worse: the humongous potency of the primitive antihistamines I swallowed or my streaming sinuses and eyes.
ReplyDeleteSleep. My multiple days of drug withdrawal and ferocious insomnia is not something I'll forget in a hurry. I knew I was in trouble the second night when I briefly saw an image of a woman sitting in a chair who looked around at me and went: Arrrrrrrgh!. In the same microsecond I responded by going: ARRRRRRRRGGGHHH! quite audibly and with wide frantic eyes. :)
I am sorry you were under the weather, but you know, 10 POINTS FOR THE DUTCH WINDMILL REFERENCE!
ReplyDeleteI do worry that all that antihistamine is bad for me.
ReplyDeleteHow can we ever forget the lowly Dutch Windmill, Cookie?