preeeow
I'm in that fourth day of allergies phase, where the underside of my nose is chapped and my head's a giant mucous mellon. The worst part has been the phantom senses. Every so often, I'll get ghost tastes dancing across my palate. I can be standing at the proofer or running a page past my slot when suddenly, I'm in the Sanford scene from "Sideways," minus the wine. Is that a flutter of mango I taste? A little cottage cheese? Blueberries? And then, poof! Gone!
Joy of the subduded senses.
Minus my sense of smell, I can't tell if I'm reeking. I'm paranoid that I'm showing up at work showered, in clean clothes but still trailing Eau de Crack Whore.
I'm praying it clears up by the weekend because it's my birthday (Woo! Happy birthday to ME! I live in a TREE! I look like a MONKEY! Who flings its own PEE!)(So I need to work on singing my own praises)! I'd prefer to spend the weekend sitting around and enjoying the finer bits of life rather than lying under the quilt and forcing Adam to feed me antihisitimines and tea all weekend.
There's actually not a lot slated for the weekend: gatherings with both the parents and the in-laws and an F1 race. It's not equal to the Chuck E. Cheese parties of yore, but it'll do nicely.
Joy of the subduded senses.
Minus my sense of smell, I can't tell if I'm reeking. I'm paranoid that I'm showing up at work showered, in clean clothes but still trailing Eau de Crack Whore.
I'm praying it clears up by the weekend because it's my birthday (Woo! Happy birthday to ME! I live in a TREE! I look like a MONKEY! Who flings its own PEE!)(So I need to work on singing my own praises)! I'd prefer to spend the weekend sitting around and enjoying the finer bits of life rather than lying under the quilt and forcing Adam to feed me antihisitimines and tea all weekend.
There's actually not a lot slated for the weekend: gatherings with both the parents and the in-laws and an F1 race. It's not equal to the Chuck E. Cheese parties of yore, but it'll do nicely.
16 Comments:
PREEOW!!!! The paper? Take me home.
Long pants, long pants.
Yay for long pants!
Also, I am not a broom.
Habby (sneeze) burday
Danke!
Do I get extra points if I sneeze out all my candles? Or do I just get all the cake to myself?
Blurque...the type of sound a nose makes in the Duke City in April.
My allergies tend to consist of watery, itchy eyes and that scratchy feeling on the roof of my mouth that makes me incessantly swallow as if the saliva, after being forced to reproduce itself repeatedly, will acquire magical soothing properties.
Happy Early Birthday! :D
Chuck E Cheese did indeed rule. Of course, now that I'm older, I've just moved on to Dave and Buster's or Gameworks.
No Dave and Buster's here, sadly.
Hi Sarah,
Happy birthday!
May the allergy season pass soon, for all of us. And no, you don't have to worry about: in this newsroom, people would tell you if you smelled!
Have a great weekend,
Tom
but really, is there anything more satisfying than a really loud and powerful sneeze (as long as your lungs remain internal)?
Enjoy your Birthday, April ones are the best! :)
Hey Sarah, sorry you're feeling sick. I'm sure it'll pass before the weekend. Hope you enjoy your birthday. :)
-Chris
That sucks Sarah. I also get allergies with the coming of spring, but I'll just use this nasal antiallergenic and it'll pass, at least for the day.
I totally forgot about the F1 Season this year. What circuit's being run this weekend?
Imola! I can't wait!
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