it's beginning to look a lot like Beethoven's Birthday
oh oh oh yesterday my official Day Of Rest began with me running around the crap house flattening boxes and packing up my car for the trip to the island today and ended with a frantic phone call to my chemist for Zofran after barfing for about an hour he didn't wait for fake fake doctor nurse to call it in he just gave me three so The Surfer (thank the Animal Gods he was here!) drove there and picked up the three I took only one stopped barfing ate a soda cracker and fell asleep The Slumlord cashed his last rent check from me EVER and as soon as the snow melts we're heading out to Sweet Lime which looks like this right now:
wooohooo SNOW DAY!!!