my night is colored headache gray

Posted: February 22, 2012 in Fridge Note



too much work, too many deadlines, too much stress, not enough sleep, and winter.

=head hurts, eyes hurt, throat hurts, falling over, no concentration.


  1. fish says:

    Apparently no sexytime in this comment thread. Yeah, I’m bitter.

  2. laura says:

    Oh yuck! That is the worst feeling. Having so much to do and no energy to do it all….
    HOpe you feel better soon.


  3. If I start barfing, fish, you’ll be the first to know.

  4. The dog got sick yesterday.

    All better today, but man that was a mess (o.k. several) to clean up.


  5. Jennifer says:

    Drinking too much Skittles vodka?

  6. I think the dog ate too much random woods poop.

  7. Your dog eats woods poop? Ewwwwwwwwww…perhaps that is ZRM’s problem as well?

  8. Apparently no sexytime in this comment thread.

    What are your feelings regarding ass play?

  9. M. Bouffant says:

    Leave that donkey alone! It doesn’t want to play w/ you!

  10. mikey says:

    Well, you’ll be pleased to note then that all the signs point to imminent approval for the first weight loss drug in over a decade. It’s call Qnexa and it’s from those fine folks at Vivus, best known for developing treatments for that scourge of the suburbs, Female Sexual Arousal Disorder.

    Why should you even care about Qnexa? Dood, this stuff is gonna be the shit. It’s got some kind of fat melting agent in conjunction with some kind of anti-migraine drug that makes your motor flat-out run. We’re talking smelly brown biker crank in a pill here, baby, and I’m sayin’ your headache doesn’t stand a chance!!

  11. fish says:

    Leave that donkey alone! It doesn’t want to play w/ you!

    That guy in Tijuana assured me otherwise.

  12. erf. I can barely muster the strength to open the Dayquil pack.

    I look at alcohol, and don’t want any. THAT’S how bad I feel.

  13. S’O.K., zrm.

    I’ll drink enough for both of us. You can rely on me.

  14. I wish to report that I fulfilled my duties.

    And Dog O’Clock started at 6:17 A.M.

  15. you and Kathleen were simul-drunk-blogging?

  16. Apparently. Although it looks like I recovered earlier (dog-assisted, of course).

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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