The snot gnomes that took up residence on Wednesday have decided to intensify their partying in my sinuses, throat, and lungs today. This is as much fun as you might expect, and continues to combine with vertigo and its attendant nausea about as well. It interferes with my sleep. It makes me fuzzy-brained. It sucketh, lo, mightily. Add to that the fun of knowing that I don't get to see my grandparents when they arrive tonight because a) I am no longer really quite well enough to go out in the cold, and b) Grandpa is not as hearty a fighter-off of colds as once he was, and last year's pneumonia and the more recent bronchitis (bronchitises?) make us not willing to risk him. It's not just a weekend visit, so I'll have time with them if the gnome eviction is at all reasonable. But still, not as much time. This is not my favorite day ever.
But to cheer me up, a package arrived in the mail. I will quote the giver from the enclosed card: "I simply could not pass up an opportunity to give you plush penguin Vikings with built-in hockey." You know you're living right when someone looks at plush penguin Vikings with built-in hockey and cries your name aloud gladly. Hmm. I think you'll have to come up with some other gauge for living right, actually, because I may be fully occupying that particular social niche.
It has a whiteboard. Plush penguin Vikings with built-in hockey and a built-in whiteboard.
I am overcome. And not by the snot gnomes, even.
But to cheer me up, a package arrived in the mail. I will quote the giver from the enclosed card: "I simply could not pass up an opportunity to give you plush penguin Vikings with built-in hockey." You know you're living right when someone looks at plush penguin Vikings with built-in hockey and cries your name aloud gladly. Hmm. I think you'll have to come up with some other gauge for living right, actually, because I may be fully occupying that particular social niche.
It has a whiteboard. Plush penguin Vikings with built-in hockey and a built-in whiteboard.
I am overcome. And not by the snot gnomes, even.
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Date: 2009-01-30 07:49 pm (UTC)Both of them delight me and so appeal to my inner child. I just wish I knew who it was from.
Get well quickly, Marissa. Snot gnomes suck mightily.
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Date: 2009-01-30 08:08 pm (UTC)And it's not me this time.
Maybe it can be like my pendant from Fourth Street, (http://mrissa.livejournal.com/546981.html) where the fact that there are multiple people in your life who could have given you such a delightful thing is part of the gift?
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Date: 2009-01-30 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-30 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-30 09:04 pm (UTC)Plus, I vote for bronchites.
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Date: 2009-01-30 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
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