Colds Suck...
Yeah, that's right. Colds suck kangaroo balls. Big, ugly, hanging kangaroo balls. Seriously though, how does he hop so much with low hanging testicles like that? Are kangaroo testicles not sensitive like man testicles? Because I really cannot imagine any kind of testicles not being sensitive like man tesicles. Its just one of the core parts of human male existence: need food and water, think about sex ever 8 seconds, tesicles are not for jumping on, and think about sex every 8 seconds.
But seriously though, I've got a cold, and colds have to be the most annoyingly unpleasant things in the world. You're not sick enough to stop your daily routine, but you're sick enough to not particularly enjoy life. Work is miserable. I felt bad today with Nichole being all fun and friendly and weird and Nichole-y, and I spent most of the day sitting in the back going "Ughhhh..." Then I spent my tip money on, get this, fuckin' kleenex. Okay, Puffs Plus to be specific and non-brand oriented. And I'm glad I did, because my old box ran out, like, 10 mintes after I got home from work. I have a small mountain of used tissues by my bed. Truly unappealing. And that was wierd, I sneezed and got the door slamming sound from AIM. Do you think I sneezed someone offline?
My plan was to come home and watch a movie with my kleenex, but I think I'm just gonna go to bed. I just hope I get better soon. I mean, I've got work all the time, and a small party-ish thing brewing on Sunday. Or maybe next Sunday, I know Riley wanted to see if we could postpone Jeb's visit till the next week, but I'm not sure if that's gonna work out.
Oh, picture from Foundphotos.
posted by Petur @ 10:25 PM
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