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self-pity, and other stories
Jan. 26th, 2004 06:32 pm( wherein Little Red bitches about her health and stuff )
Needless to say (or, perhaps not needless to say, considering the rather stupid things I have done in the past in the hopes my body would hop to and remember how to behave itself), I will not be attending DRINKFEST (tm) this evening, though I love you all and miss you and am gleeeeeeful that you are returning to campus. *yay!* and *sob!* at once.
On the bright side, 2 for 1 deal on Breyer's at Stop & Shop!! Made even better by the discovery of Mint Oreo Cookie Ice Cream! Seriously. I was walking up to the ice cream freezer thinking "It's a shame I'm going to have to decide between Mint Chocolate Chip and Oreo ice cream, because I really want both." And voila!! The universe, it has manifested.
If only antibiotics were as easily conjured. *makes face*
And while other people's dream analysis is, officially, the most annoying thing ever, here is this latest tidbit from the Feverish Mind of Little Red: Last night I dreamed I pulled out all of my eyelashes as a fashion statement. Explain that, Freud. (and sorry, Karen, once again, my delirious subconscious fails to provide immediately apparent fanfic bunnies)
-- Little Red, who, if Drinking Stargate occurs at all this evening, will be partaking of shots of echinacea.
Needless to say (or, perhaps not needless to say, considering the rather stupid things I have done in the past in the hopes my body would hop to and remember how to behave itself), I will not be attending DRINKFEST (tm) this evening, though I love you all and miss you and am gleeeeeeful that you are returning to campus. *yay!* and *sob!* at once.
On the bright side, 2 for 1 deal on Breyer's at Stop & Shop!! Made even better by the discovery of Mint Oreo Cookie Ice Cream! Seriously. I was walking up to the ice cream freezer thinking "It's a shame I'm going to have to decide between Mint Chocolate Chip and Oreo ice cream, because I really want both." And voila!! The universe, it has manifested.
If only antibiotics were as easily conjured. *makes face*
And while other people's dream analysis is, officially, the most annoying thing ever, here is this latest tidbit from the Feverish Mind of Little Red: Last night I dreamed I pulled out all of my eyelashes as a fashion statement. Explain that, Freud. (and sorry, Karen, once again, my delirious subconscious fails to provide immediately apparent fanfic bunnies)
-- Little Red, who, if Drinking Stargate occurs at all this evening, will be partaking of shots of echinacea.
