Sick. Ill. Not feeling well. Feeling poorly. Feeling like shit.
I can't seem to get rid of this crud. It's in my chest. It stops me up, makes my throat itch, causes me to cough, and keeps me from sleeping well. I don't like going to the doctor, but it looks like that is the only way I'm going to clear this stuff up. There have been several things going on this week that I would like to comment on, but I have not had the energy or the wherewith all to pull it off. Rambo is due out today, if memory serves me, and that in and of itself deserves some commentary. Can Stallone pull off another action movie? I heard Rocky Balboa was a good movie, but I haven't seen it yet. Maybe I can catch up on some rentable movie this weekend since it looks like I'm not going to be doing a lot outside of laying on my back.
Cloverfield hit the theaters last week, and I am hearing mixed reviews about it. But they are very polarized reviews. Some say they love it. Others couldn't stand it. I'm not sure if I can handle the quick flitting of the camera.
The stock market made a come back yesterday, but it was down again last I checked today.
People are still coming and going, but I feel like I am stuck in a bowl of lime jello. Every movement is sluggish. If I could sell pflegm, I would be rich! I don't think there's a market for that kind of thing, though. Unless it was celebrity pflegm. Then maybe you'd have something. I could see Brad Pitt's loogies selling for millions on ebay. Maybe I could just say that it's Brad's. What do you think?
Well, it looks to be another NyQuil night. I think I'll have some regular flavor tonight, just to change things up a bit. I might start to like the cherry flavor too much, and then I'd be a Nyquil junkie. Imagine that. Strung out on NyQuil all the time. Good times.
I can't seem to get rid of this crud. It's in my chest. It stops me up, makes my throat itch, causes me to cough, and keeps me from sleeping well. I don't like going to the doctor, but it looks like that is the only way I'm going to clear this stuff up. There have been several things going on this week that I would like to comment on, but I have not had the energy or the wherewith all to pull it off. Rambo is due out today, if memory serves me, and that in and of itself deserves some commentary. Can Stallone pull off another action movie? I heard Rocky Balboa was a good movie, but I haven't seen it yet. Maybe I can catch up on some rentable movie this weekend since it looks like I'm not going to be doing a lot outside of laying on my back.
Cloverfield hit the theaters last week, and I am hearing mixed reviews about it. But they are very polarized reviews. Some say they love it. Others couldn't stand it. I'm not sure if I can handle the quick flitting of the camera.
The stock market made a come back yesterday, but it was down again last I checked today.
People are still coming and going, but I feel like I am stuck in a bowl of lime jello. Every movement is sluggish. If I could sell pflegm, I would be rich! I don't think there's a market for that kind of thing, though. Unless it was celebrity pflegm. Then maybe you'd have something. I could see Brad Pitt's loogies selling for millions on ebay. Maybe I could just say that it's Brad's. What do you think?
Well, it looks to be another NyQuil night. I think I'll have some regular flavor tonight, just to change things up a bit. I might start to like the cherry flavor too much, and then I'd be a Nyquil junkie. Imagine that. Strung out on NyQuil all the time. Good times.
