Monday, November 28, 2011
I'm a Dork
I've contracted the latest crud that's been going around, and since life goes on in spite of profuse snot, I've had to dose myself up on Day-Quil.
However, I've never had Day-Quil make me feel like Delirium of the Endless.
This wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't spent about fifteen minutes insisting that baby donkeys should be called "burritos".
Should I go ahead and write in my current stoopid state? Aw, hell, why not?
(PS: Yeah, we have a German Shepherd mix puppy, and I really shouldn't take advice from him either.)