Thanks, Ma. March 23, 2005 ~ 10:58 am
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The Gates, looking suspiciously like orange dominoes from afar.
I woke up this morning thinking “Damn, my allergies are acting up,” which is really unusual when I’m at Rick’s, since there are no cats. On the subway ride to work, I went through almost an entire pocket pack of Kleenex. And when I got to work, that’s when it hit me. “Dumbass, this isn’t allergies, this is that cold that Mom had this weekend.” Thanks, Ma. The last time you came up you gave me and my cats the flu, this time you gave us a cold. Next time you come up, we’re enclosing you in a plastic bubble or something.
To be fair, it might not have been Mom’s fault. Chatty McChatster who sits across from me here is also sick. I thought my mini-cube wall barricade would be enough to keep the germs at bay, but I guess not. Stoopid germs.
And Rick, honey, I’m sorry if you get this cold. But I’m not sorry for any of the activities that might have led to you getting this cold!
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