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I very much want to write up an actual post. I want to write about my kids visiting, and the latest from my mom, and the latest from
rafaela (who is sleeping peacefully as I type this), and the latest everything else. After all, I haven't made a real post in quite some time.
But, see, for that to happen, the little man inside my skull would have to stop with the Keith Moon-derived power-pop drum solo on my cerebral cortex. And whoever is wiping their boots on my bronchial tubes needs to quit it, like, now. And my life needs to slow the expletive-deleted down.
*sigh*
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But, see, for that to happen, the little man inside my skull would have to stop with the Keith Moon-derived power-pop drum solo on my cerebral cortex. And whoever is wiping their boots on my bronchial tubes needs to quit it, like, now. And my life needs to slow the expletive-deleted down.
*sigh*
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Date: 2004-11-10 04:28 am (UTC)I've found when I get flu-ish (I don't believe in flu shots, I think they're overrated, I've NEVER had one), I just knock myself out with some Vicks 44 and sleep for a day. Then, the Vicks comes with me to work. I mastered the art of shot-taking in college, so the Vicks is nothing.
When not drinking Vicks, drink lots of juice. I know it sounds cliche, but I rarely get sick because I drink so much cranberry juice (without vodka).
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