i swear, martin sheen IS my president.
i've never really accepted the fact that gwb was ELECTED anyways.
yesterday abbey and i both had the stomach flu. not so pleasant.
and even worse, it was her 9th birthday. i felt so bad for her.
we were a one-two knockout. =(
eye appt. tomorrow to see how it is healing. i've been out of work since
last wednesday. and i'm withering, between not having an appetite with
the eye pain and nothing staying down with the flu. not the way i wanted
to get off of my plateau really. i prefer fruits to vomiting =)
yum.
and stephen, poor lad. he does way too much for me. and right now he's enjoying
some ice cream that i don't even have a apetite for. there is something wrong
when i am not hungry for icecream, for i could surely subsist on it
in an alternate world..........................................................................
that's about all i can squeeze out of my dehydrated, vision-challenged head today.
i'll work on something smarter next time =)
1 comment:
dude! i once blogged about how much i wish that martin sheen was our real president, after an especially touching rerun of West Wing.
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