A nasty absinthe hangover turns into the plague
I schlep around our apartment in underwear and moccasins
with a NyQuil induced high
The cats are wary of my fringe-clad feet
they slink away as I shuffle past them
and throw myself onto the couch
I let out a moan
Welcome to my (not so)private pity party.
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Girl, I feel your pain.
dude, do I feel that. I think I'm seriously just now getting better after having been sick since literally Thanksgiving. Ugh.
Also, I saw this and thought of you...wasn't sure if you had seen it yet. http://www.typepad.com/t/trackback/2120592/37915422
okay, so I am not sure if that entire link posted, but it's about halfway down the page at alwaysabridesmaid.typepad.com
I hope you feel better soon! Matt and I both got sick last week/weekend! We feel you!!! By the way, the "underwear and moccasins" outfit is my everyday work outfit. ;) Rock it!
I'm definitely ill too! Feel better, lady and I hope you post a picture of your garland when your finished!
Granny panties are SO the new Brants:
http://www.buybrants.com/
The first thing I thought when I saw that was, good God, that camel-toe looks painful.
Is it wrong that I want a pair? ;)
:) I've actually been researching Absinthe for my book:)
I'm pretty sure 'Ny QUil' is it's illegitimate cousin.
Don't follow the light!
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