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15 April 2006 @ 09:11 am
M GOING CRAZEE  
awake at this ungodly hour and delirious with fever and a raging strep infection (thanks for the memories, o library, you shit) and my biggest frustration is not finding a website that will allow me to play zuma on my mobile

but this is quickly topped by a new obsession : WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THE MATCHBOX20 SONG "YOU WON'T BE MINE" MEANS?!?! AND WHY ARE THERE RANDOM SOUND EFFECTS? AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO HEARS THEM?

I've just about googled the issue to death but all the reviews out there seem to say are "it's about breaking up" or "I like the piano" or "it's got, like, an orchestra or some junk" or "the words are so deep I totally relate" or "rob's voice makes me feel all ooky"

FOCUS PEOPLE!!! stop stating the obvious and explain to me why I hear running water, tree frogs, buzzing flies, voices, and a crackling fire!! aaaaa!

oh well. by all accounts, it's rob's fav song, so i'll just call him ad find out. I know i've got his number here somewhere, the president gave it to me. not Dub, the west wing guy. maybe i'll wait to come down off the coug medicine first. I'm amazed I'm able to type.
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Current Location: beside myself
Feeling: drunkflooberty
Listening to: You Won't Be Mine - matchbox 20 (duh)
 
 
 
biblio_girlbiblio_girl on April 17th, 2006 04:43 am (UTC)
poor you!
you're pretty funny when you're delirious, awake, and losing it. i'm sorry this thing keeps hanging on. have they been able to put you on any meds? i hope to see you alive and well sometime this year. you're definitely missed.

feel better!!!
laughing_sphinxlaughing_sphinx on April 17th, 2006 02:49 pm (UTC)
Re: poor you!
Thanks for the well wishes. I have a sneaking suspicion I would be well by now if I hadn't been required to put in a full day on Friday. That's when I got way sicker, went straight from work to the doc, who told me I had a 100 degree fever and strep. So they've got me on this unusual antibiotic that's normally used for bladder infections.

I miss you all there, doin' the library thang. I miss Monday night "football" especially! Here's hoping I'll be back on my feet, at your place with comfort beer and a Dune-a-thon before long.

In the mean time, recoop is slow, I feel like a total wuss and the cute pharmacist thinks I have a bladder infection. On the bright side, I'm getting plenty of ideas for decorating the blank wall at the foot of my bed.