Wednesday, January 7, 2009

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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.

8 comments:

Jenny.Lee said...

Girl, I feel your pain.

Kate said...

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

Kate said...

okay, so I am not sure if that entire link posted, but it's about halfway down the page at alwaysabridesmaid.typepad.com

Myra - twigs and honey said...

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!

Emilia Jane said...

I'm definitely ill too! Feel better, lady and I hope you post a picture of your garland when your finished!

citysage said...

Granny panties are SO the new Brants:

http://www.buybrants.com/

Amanda said...

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? ;)

Pen Pen said...

:) 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!