August 13, 2002
Revenge against the Bird
To all whom I've managed to offend, piss off, antagonize, and otherwise singe fully with my firey feathery wings in this last year ('ware the embrace of the Bird--she'll fry you), you can rest assured that tonight the fates are avenging you.
Can't sleep and am in a world of misery with marks of Missouris flora and fauna all over me.
I will never...ever...go walking in dense brush in unknown back woods without first understanding what's lurking in said woods and preparing accordingly ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER again.
Cross my firey little bug-bitten heart.
(Yo, bugs! 'scuse me, you want fries with that?)
Posted by Bb at August 13, 2002 11:37 PM
:hug:
(on second thoughts, p'raps not - you's itching enough already - so I'll just settle for Get Well Soon, y'hear? :-})
It's so nice to have to wear jeans and a long sleeve shirt in order to go outside when it's 104 out, isn't it ;)
Gloves are recommended too. Maybe I should get a beekeeper's helmet.
Are they so cruel? :(
I hope not, I'm not.
They surely share a part of the fault,
for sure I know I do (a big one).
In this year I have tried to be less
confrontational and less obsessionated
with details. [Computers and compilers
OTOH are picky as ever :(]
Sincerely, Get Well Soon.
Back to the more sane and honest no blog
no comments rule and general phantom-ness.