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2005-11-25 02:06:50 ET Because no holiday is REALLY a holiday unless there's some serious illness involved. On the other hand, we managed to miss the ER tonight, because I am stubborn. Almost died (again, so we can be laissez-faire about it, it's not really special anymore), but got better. Would have much rather been turned into a newt, particularly if it's Claw's newt, who is adorable and gets to swim and uproot plants all day. Fire-bellies are also apparently inherently "goth" due to coloring, so yes. The lack of clothing is another big draw. Death, on the other hand, has none of these, save perhaps gothiness, and clothing tends to be required. Also embalming, which does not look comfortable, but is still preferable to mummification in terms of "Eww" factor with the whole internal organs dealie. Because yes, the Egyptians either took your brain out your nose and THEN left you to rot in the sun for 3 days, or vice versa. Can't remember the order, either way it's a bit unappetizing. (Mmmm...mummies.) In other news, I have chemical burn on my lips and inside my mouth, which will hopefully quiet down by tomorrow, and my throat feels like I went through a pack of cloves in less than an hour, which is oog. But I get to see my boy this weekend, because he's fantabulous, and I am far gone on benadryl, so sleep will be easy. And the holiday is OVER. Finally. On To Christmas! ....T_T |
