But The Wednesday Night Bullet Post lives on!!! The people have spoken and they have made their wishes clear. A Sheep set for "ramble mode" is a well-read Sheep! Plus, I'm sorta brain-dead by mid-week and this is a good way for me to get something posted without having to think too hard and giving myself some sort of cerebral damage. So, here ya go!
*This is the second time I have written this. Blogger ate the first one. I did not save. There is a good reason for that. Stay with me...
*Ibuprofen is a wonderful thing. It takes away fevers as well and the aches 'n pains. I now live on it.
*Except tonight. Tonight it is all-codeine-all-the-time. I'm not exactly what you'd call "focused." My only real goal in life right now seems to be remembering all the lyrics to every Bangles song ever written. And the ones I don't remember, I am making up. I have now managed to change the song Manic Monday to include the lyrics, "...must eat another giant sundae." Fun times!
*I was awoken this morning by what can best be described as an explosion. This was followed by the death of my digital alarm clock and many, many flashes of bright light outside the window. Hysterical Mind became convinced that this was the End Of Days and began to try and bargain her way into heaven by claiming that yarn purchases made in times of financial distress can be counted as mental health treatments. She then became convinced that there was a man in the living room talking to us. Rational Mind, who was really only half awake at this point, had a dickens of a time convincing her that this was naught but a thunderstorm and that our late night visitor was just the answering machine telling us that it was back on after a brief power outage, but that we had lost our outgoing message. HM then became consumed with the idea that we must re-record the message immediately and proposed that we do some sort of catchy rap. She thought it might be nice to include the cats and perhaps an accommodating neighbor who was, perchance, also awakened by Mother Nature's wrath. This did not happen. Rational Mind put her foot down. We were able to go back to sleep for another two hours. But we dreamed of rapping kitty cats and this does not for a restful sleep make...
*I emailed my final paper to my professor this morning and can now say in all truthfulness that my Wednesday night class is oooooover! This is a good feeling! A feeling made all the more gooder by the addition of a narcotic cough syrup, I'll grant you. But good is good, right?
*I have been tagged by, not one, but two people! I will be answering both in a Meme-palooza type post later this week. Brace yourselves and stock up on any medications that you feel you might need. I highly recommend the narcotic cough syrups, for what it's worth...
*I was late posting this thing the first time tonight due to a call from my boss at Job #2. It seems that there are "Issues In The Office," (which would also make a pretty catchy rap tune, come to think of it...) and we must all now go to A Very Big And Important Meeting. At this point, it is safe to say that we are looking at closing the agency in the near future. Frankly I think that all involved might benefit from a nice shot of narcotic cough syrup, but I doubt that this suggestion will be given the consideration that it deserves. My boss and I are planning to grab the parenting program that we have developed and run. Well, we're both sort of middle-aged so it will probably be more of a fast walk. But it will be faster than normal. And we should have plenty of time to delete any and all other copies before we begin our Peri-Menopausal Scamper. What are they going to do? Fire us? We're like the wind...they'll never catch us! (note to self: do not take narcotic cough syrup that day)
That's it...I'm tapped out. When I started this, I seem to recall thinking that I had many insightful and pithy things to say. But, I can't remember any of them right now. And I've promised myself a nice milkshake tonight as a reward for completing three workouts this week in spite of my ailing state. It's going to be chocolate.
Chocolate goes great with codeine. I'm pretty sure that I saw that on Food Network...
SA
OK, so it's been a while
4 years ago
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Mmm, chocolate milkshakes are the best! Do you mix the narcotic cough syrup directly into the shake? :)
Well, the only thing I'll say is that you'll definitely want to lay off the narcotics if you have need of your mental faculties. I know this from experience. Very painful experience.
You write much better "under the influence" posts than I do.
why don't WE have narcotic cough syrup here :[
Rotten federal drug laws probably.
pssst... any chance of a care package of Nyquil. There could be a yarny bribe in it for you.
...Kidding
...kinda
Yay, class is over, yay. I know how good that feels. If you mix the cough syrup into the shake as Beth suggested, would that make it a chocolate coughshake?
My verification word is "bksakn" which I read as "book sackin'".
Chocolate milkshakes are very good. Your class being over also very good. But the waking up two hours early due to thunderstorms not so good. Is there a way to give HM the cough medicine and keep it from RM? No, I didn't think so.
Karen
http://nothingbutknit.blog-city.com/
Mmmm, a chocolate codeine shake :)
I slept right throught the thunderstorms which is very strange as I'm generally a very light sleeper. I wasn't even under the influence (wait, I did have 2 Italian Margueritas).
Last night was definitely the night for the federally regulated cough suppressants!
Now, if you will excuse me, I think I shall go visit the medicine chest...
mmmm... a milkshake sounds really damn good right now.. and it probably goes pretty good with xanax too, of which I've had plenty already today.. cuz i have anxiety issues in case ya didn't know... and they're comin on strong this week.
Is it wrong to be stoned at work at 10:26 in the am???? Ok, I'm lying.. I started at 9. But hey, I have official scripts and all so I'm legit.
Then again.. at this point in my dosage.. a little caffeinated latte might be more advisable than the milkshake. I may bump into walls if my eyes aren't open. Just sayin. It could hurt and I'm all out of the vicoden *grin* But holy crap, I think the coffee costs MORe than the vicoden. Go figure. Guess I can't quit my job today after all.
And really, anything that makes a girl feel "gooder" can't be all bad, right?
I would like some of that narcotic cough syrup & I'm not even coughing.
Rapping cats, eh? No more medication for you. And... tag, you're it! Read my blog for details. ;)
Ooh, you've got The Good Drugs! [*jealous, although not of the reason you have them*]
A parenting program is always a good idea. We have to take weeks of classroom and behind-the-wheel training to get a driver's license, every electronic appliance comes with a 2"-thick instruction manual, and it requires a 4-year degree to teach preschool; but parenting is open to anyone who can figure out how to reproduce. Go for it.
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