Monday, March 15, 2004

MIND GAMES

I'm sick. Not so sick that I can't be at work at least for part of the morning while I get some things accomplished, but sick enough that my brain isn't firing on all cylinders. I've already apologized to my coworkers about my perfume du jour -- Vics VapoRub -- which is currently burning the nose off my face. Heck, I'd bathe in this stuff and I'd make earrings out of Halls Cough drops if I thought it would help. Mostly I'd like to saw off my head for the next day or so.



Not surprisingly, TinyTuna cheerfully volunteered to stay home from school to "take care of me". Nice try, says I.



The students are back in town, with all that entails. My first clue was listening to my free dinosaur dial-up connection to the University drop about seventy-nine times last night. Tired of listening to the melodic automatic re-dial function (bah-bah-boo-bee-bee-bah-bah ..... wait .... wait..... schhhhhhhhhhhhhh......tweeeeee uhhhhhhhhh..... *beep*!) I turned the whole thing off and went to bed at an ungoldly respectable hour. My reward? I was wide awake at 4:30. AM. MPF.



I tell you all these things in advance, so when you read sentences dripping with confusion, know that I might not be in my right mind. Or in my regular mind. Whatever that may be.



Added Note: The spell checker just changed "Perfume du jour -- Vics VapoRub" into "Perfume du jury -- Vice Paperboy". Methinks the spell checker is mocking my already incapacitated brain this morning. And what the freak is a "vice paperboy"??

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