Yeah, I HAVE been on a weird Foreigner kick. So just turn me loose, okay?
This week I'm in the weirdest fog ever. It's like my brain is just like, "Seriously? This shit is bogus and I'm so fucking out of here!" And I still have 9 days until vacation. Brain. Brain! Do you hear me, I need you to check back in and get the hell back to work.
The worst is when I'm in the car. Driving back and forth to work I've had to literally slap myself in the face to stay awake. Which, if that is what I have to do, then so be it, but the people at stop lights next to me are looking at me a little strangely. In any case, it's clear, I either have Mono or Narcolepsy.
I know this because a symptom of both of those is clearly the tingly, itching feeling I have on the back, right side of my head that feels like my brain might just burst out of it at any moment like the Alien. It feels fuzzy and twitchy and like it's directly connected right to my left eyeball.
Also? Someone on Twitter said that perhaps I should think about writing a dictionary because I said, "I'm getting ready to interview a guy named Stiles, how Teen Wolf awesome is that radness?" She said, "Who says that?"
Erm, me, I say that and that is totally clear and something you'd hear on any given day in any given place, right?
Sure it is.
And just to hammer the point home, I guess. I had an email exchange with The Slackmistress the other day that ended really, really well.
You know, if you're discussing unicorn farts.
I kind of didn't have the heart to tell her that it was a totally normal conversation for me. Mostly because I didn't want to scare her.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I've Gotta Do It My Way, Or No Way At All
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Sorry about your mono/narcolepsy. It's too bad Foreigner didn't do a song about that, because how perfect would that be? Very, that's how.
I'm the same way right now and just cannot wait until I can take my vacation already. I just want to crawl under my desk and sleep at work. What's worse, I can't even blog while I'm there, cause that shit is like monitored and crap.
People don't talk about unicorns enough.
Cars are like lullabys to me. Once I hit the road, I start falling asleep. I hate that. And I also slap myself silly just to stay awake. But what freaked me out was I have the SAME exact pain in my head. It has come and gone over the years, but it's that tingly prickly sensation that hurts if I breathe wrong and it's right in the rear upper right quadrant of my skull. So I guess my brain hates me too.
First of all, there is NO SUCH THING AS A WEIRD FOREIGNER KICK.
Didn't you ever read this?
Also: Are you making a side button for Stiles that we can file under Awesomosity?
So this weekend Tool man was cruising through the channel guides, seeing what's up on cable, when he called out, "Hey! Teen Wolf is on at 2 a.m.!" and I was all, "Oh, hells yes! Record that hairy boy!"
And I thought of you. I'm not sure if that makes you feel good or bad. I mean, I'm not Lou Graham of Foreigner, but, you know, I can carry a tune. Plus? TEEN WOLF!
I rest my case.
Ummmm, I hate to be that nitpicky a-hole that has to piss on the party, but Loverboy did "Turn Me Loose"... OK, you now have permission to tell me to f-off...hahahaha!
Unicorns are an underrated topic of conversation.
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