Monday, August 20, 2007

Back From Out West

I'm back from San Francisco. The trip was fairly uneventful, if only for the fact that I was really lame and did nothing after work. No going out for me last week due to a nasty summer cold that wore me down all week. It seemed that my immune system was ready to stop vacationing, after my body enjoyed being sick-free for the past year.

Being sick in a hotel is really not fun. You're in a strange bed in strange surroundings in a strange city, and it all feels kind of sleazy. It's like I had embarked on an affair with a guy named "Flu." (This is one of the few occasions where a girl would serve better. "Flu" is like "Flo". Get it? I'm so smart.) It's like Charlie Sheen once said in the classic Terminal Velocity, "For a woman I never slept with, you sure fucked me pretty good."

I actually was feeling better this past weekend, but "Flu" either relapsed himself or sent his cousin to have his way with me because today I felt awful. From 7AM - 5PM today, I think I got out of bed all of three times. The first time, I nearly tripped over my own two feet because my legs felt really shaky. I've watched more episodes of Will & Grace (5) than ingested items of food (2); gone through more sweat soaked t-shirts (6) than hours spent in a non-lying down position (2); and questioned the need to go on living (5) more than I actually felt like I was living (1). The ordeal came to a head today when my fever broke, and I briefly considered what I could leave in my will. Not much, unless you like fancy oils and fancy clothes.

Today, TV was the only thing I had going for me in my life. Although, to be truthful, that's not really different than any other point in my life. I have watched: Everyday Italian, Will & Grace, The Golden Girls, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, The Cosby Show, some random cartoons on The Cartoon Network because I was too tired (i.e., sick) to change the channel, and some random episodes of Law & Order. At least I think it was Law & Order. The narrator's voice kept lulling me to sleep. Then there's the movies - so many movies. Let's just say that I am now qualified to join the Hayden Panettiere fan club after watching all of Ice Princess and Bring It On: All or Nothing. I'm pretty confident that this will prove useful to me at some point in my life. I know it.

So here I am, feeling 100 times better and parked on the couch catching up on emails and blogs. I survived. I kicked "Flu" to the curb and have joined the healthy again. Of course, to celebrate, I'm now watching Cruel Intentions 2, which I'm very ashamed to say that I've seen before. But I completely forgot Amy Adams was in this! At least she ended up getting an Oscar nomination. Sarah Michelle Gellar has kind of disappeared from the face of the earth (I've kind of been wondering if she has like a real job now? Like maybe a Financial Planner? Or maybe she owns a day spa?)

Well, it's getting late now, and so bedtime for me. I'm glad to be back home now, even though I need to fumigate my apartment tomorrow to get rid of the three foot layer of bubonic influenza crud that I am sure is still lingering in my apartment.

6 comments:

Ming_the_Merciless said...

The "Flo" name brings to mind the comment I heard once -- Aunt Flo is visiting this week. :-)

Am not letting this runny nose thing develop into a full blown cold/flu because I'm OD-ing myself with echinacea & golden seal root combo.

teahouse said...

Ick!! Sounds like quite an ordeal. I'm glad you're feeling better...

Christopher said...

Glad to hear that Flu is lying dead in the street somewhere!

Soul Seared Dreamer said...

[SSD approaches wearing a HAZMAT suit]

Glad to hear your better. But I ain't risking a flu-fuck session.

I love Cruel Intentions. I've watched it too, 1 and 2. 1 was the best - dear God Ryan's butt cheeks haunted my sleep for weeks.

OMG - I loved watched Sabrina - haven't seen it in years now - I love Melissa (is that her name?) - I also watched Clarisa Explains It All. Oh the memories.

Todd HellsKitchen said...

Glad you're feeling better.

That picture is very scary!

David said...

I had a summer cold, too. They suck.