Plume And The Chocolate Factory

October 10th, 2008

Almost feeling a little better I think maybe. My nose is still plugged if I don’t use the spray, though. And I’m not completely sure if the world will still be slanting to the right if I decide to go out. I have staid in today.

The electrician came and put up my lamps. A jolly, nice chap. And it went just fine. Now I have light in the hallway. So that’s good. One less thing to worry about.

If you’re sick of hearing about me being sick then here is an animal video instead: www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2QPu6JXnvE. Gertrude the pig. Being fed an apple by Plume the human. When you hold out an apple to her she’ll open up her mouth and it’s almost like you can try to throw the apple in there, like some ball tossing game in a carnival. I don’t toss it though, that wouldn’t be very nice. I just pop it gently in there. I like how she gets all excited, like most animals do when they know they’re going to be fed.

All for now. Early bed for me. Happy weekend to you.

PS. I got a bottle of Tyrkisk peber. Hot sweets mixed with vodka, I think. It’s yummy, and practically the only real alkyhol that I like. So maybe that’s why I’m all dizzy after all?
No no, I’m a very moderate drinker. Hiccup.


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Turkish Pepper

October 9th, 2008

Praise the nose spray. It is so much easier to sleep when you can actually breathe. In fact I find that many things in life are easier when you’re able to breathe. That is my theory and it is mine and I said it.

I went out to do a little shopping and to reserve the laundry room for next week. It was a little harder than I had thought. I found myself quite dizzy. And I had this odd sensation that I was being pulled to the right. Like the world was a little slanted or something. So in order to walk straight ahead I had to course correct and pull a little to the left. It was a very odd sensation. Kinda fun, though.

Still a little snotty and light-headed. Coughing every once in a while. But other than that it’s not too bad. I’ll be fine soon, I’m sure. And then you don’t have to listen to me whine anymore.

I’m outta soup, though. Aiiii. Panic!


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