Life on Earth
Okay I admit, the last post was pretty rotten. I’m surprised nobody took the time to tell me, and everytime I look at it again, I am reminded of those crappy days when writing just doesn’t seem to work out at all.
I’ll try to rectify.
I spent the last 36 hours hacking my lungs out, and blowing strings of mucus from my nose. Life is good. I used three whole toilet paper roles, and emptied a bottle of Buckley’s. Nothing works. These germs are persistent. I must have gotten this flu when I returned two hundred beer bottles to the store, without proper clothing, in the chill October rain. I didn’t realize the cause until Catherine told me yesterday that it must be that. Good ol’ Catherine, always lookin’ out for me like the mother nobody ever wanted.
I’m being too cruel, I know. It just seems to me that every time you think you’re doing something right, someone is there to tell you you’ve done two wrongs. So here I am, wondering what to eat on a day where nothing seems to go my way. I should go out and buy some chicken to make soup with but with my luck, I’ll probably get the avian flu.
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