Distinct Ramblings of Zombie Colored Snot
Sunday, February 4th, 2007Yesterday and today has been the weekend of excessive snot.
Man, I’ve got some sort of cold or sinus that is making me nuts. I feel like my inner child zombie is seeping out of my nose. All I’ve done is sit on my chair (we, as adults, have chairs that are destined only for our very own hineys. It’s a law or something), blog for NiT and stare blankly as the Documentary Channel plays on in the background.
Of course, a Ghost Hunters marathon has just started. Woot. I don’t want to start the Super Bowl thing because last year I got very bored with it all by about 10 a.m.
Doling it out in doses this year. We are going to try to hit a Super Bowl gathering if my zombie sickness doesn’t make me pass out. Our host is apparently for the Bears.
Me, not so much. This could be fun, but who in the hell decided having the Super Bowl needed to be held on a work night is beyond me.
Anyway, Squeegee Monkey was a peach yesterday and went and got me some generic version of DayQuil. Does this stuff make you nervous? I sort of feel weird.
Yeah, my self-induced social avoidance lasted about 48 hours. I’m a trooper because where there’s good friends and great beer, I’m there.
Yeah, I flip-flopped.









