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Tag Archives: sick

Tag Archives: sick

Teddy bear as a patient in hospital

354/365 – Guess What . . .

. . . I’M STILL SICK.  Seriously.  This is beginning — NAH, screw that — This blows monkeys.  Not literally.  That’s gross.  No, I can’t even remember the last time a sickness has taken over my life for this long.  I’ve had to cancel meetings, […]

Yeah, stay off your phone or Justin Bieber will get you . . . with his hair . . . his dangerous pop hair.

353/365 – But Justin Bieber Said Not To.

Look, in a civilized society, there’s a need for order.  We need cops.  We need law and order.  It’s essential for any city, town or village to function appropriately.  Still, why do so many cops have to be raging assholes?  Why do they have to […]


352/365 – Breaking Bad (And Flu Pass Times)

. . . . . Oh, hi there.  I didn’t see you creeping up on my blog . . . BECAUSE I’M STILL SICK.  Seriously.  I haven’t been sick for this many days since I was 6 years old.  What the hell.  I HATE being […]


351/365 – ILL

Sick.  Really sick.  Like deathly sick.  In bed, trying to live just . . . a . . . little . . . longer.  The fact that I’m typing right now is amazing.  I have a feeling this week is going to be a TOTAL […]

I will preface this with the fact that I was not drunk on Nyquil.

350/365 – Aftermath

Something is not right . . . Something is very not right.  Last night . . . What did I do?  I had some Tiki drinks at Tiki Ti.  Check.  I had some drinks at Ye Rustic Inn.  Check.  I was allowed to scarf down […]


278/365 – Feeling like Crap

Went into my PGA internship and after al the crap we ate yesterday, I feel hungover.  But I didn’t even drink anything.  Why do I feel so crappy.  Then there’s the fact that everyone in Hollywood has the day off but us — so there’s […]

I'm the one on the floor.  Megan is the one with the wrong time.

232/365 – The Day After

Uuhhhhhhhh.  Cough.  Ugh.  Sleep . . . . . . . . . . . . . What!?  Oh.  Hi.  Can’t talk.  Hung over.  Very tired.  Sick.  Queazy.  Too much fun.  Last night.  Sunday is today.  Need to pack.  Can’t speak full sentences.  Blew roof […]

It was weird that Megan bought a cell phone shaped like a tissue . . .

154/365 – Sympathy Pains

There’s something just not right about having a cold in LA.  I associate colds with cold weather.  Los Angeles?  No way.  And yet the evidence proves contrary — I’m sick.  And a boo hoo hoo it is.  I have way to much to do and […]