| Sunday, October 23, 2005 |
| Craptacular |
That's how I feel. I have a full blown case of some alien avian chest cold crap. My cousin, who was visiting this week for a conference from Texas, came down with it too. So instead of painting the town red last night, we watched the Iowa (her alma mater) / Michigan game, followed by the Wisconsin (my alma mater)/ Purdue game, ate popcorn, drank diet cokes, and for a really fun, over the top, crazy finale, we ordered Chinese food and watched a pre-pubescent Lindsay Lohan in "The Parent Trap". Or, I should say, we watched most of it. We both felt like such crap, we fell asleep and never finished watching the end of it. Yeah, we were all wild and crazy like last night. Bleh.
Today, I have to put my sick, sorry ass on a plane to Nashville for a healthcare management conference till Wednesday. I'm supposed to go to a concert / reception at the Grand 'Ol Opry this evening, but since even when I feel well, that concept holds about as much appeal to me as a root canal without novocaine, I'm thinking there is room service and a good book in my future this evening. Bleh. |
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Your cuz went to Iowa STATE, fuhgodssake! She just GREW UP in Iowa City. Sheesh!
Iowa is the common enemy of Badgers and Cyclones alike.
Thankfully, though, I am not (yet) sick from hangin' w/the both of ya, and we can only hope the same for the other bloggervolk at Dougherty's.
Ciao,
G Tom
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Sorry to hear you're sick. Feel better soon!
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Your cuz went to Iowa STATE, fuhgodssake! She just GREW UP in Iowa City. Sheesh!
Iowa is the common enemy of Badgers and Cyclones alike.
Thankfully, though, I am not (yet) sick from hangin' w/the both of ya, and we can only hope the same for the other bloggervolk at Dougherty's.
Ciao,
G Tom