Friday, July 27, 2007

18 wheeled drug fest

I don't know what happened but I think an 18-wheeler rolled through our bedroom last night and hit me. At least thats what I feel like happened. I awoke with the cold from hell, if anything referred to as cold could come from there. I can only, sort of, breathe through one nostril, my head feels like its going to explode and I keep fighting the urge to hurl whatever keeps running down the back of my throat. Gee, I hope you haven't had breakfast yet, sorry! I took some medicine already so I will either feel better soon or be so stoned I don't care that I don't feel better. Thanks to all those toothless, inbred, meth-heads for making the government take away all the sinus medicine that worked for me. I hope you get clean, get a job and suffer like the rest of us tax payers. Ooh, bitterness so early in the morning. I may have set a new record.

1 comment:

Ruth said...

Sorry you're feeling crumby today. I know what you mean about the good cold & allergy medicine being super hard to get now because of all the meth-heads & their drug labs. I'll be praying that you feel better soon & the Gryffin will be a good boy for you today, too! :) Love ya, Sis!