Alpaca Lips Please

Where is the End of Time when you need it? Seriously, this year has been so crap, I'm almost immobilised with amazement that it can get any worse.

On Wednesday, I had a seizure. In the car. IN THE CAR. Not sure how bad it is yet. I talked to the body shop guy today and he apparently believes it's fixable because he asked if I wanted him to fix the wheel. So, hopefully, it'll be okay.

I'm still sore from both the seizure and the impact, but it could be worse I guess. It could also be better, as in the crash could have destroyed every atom of my being.

What's so bad is, I woke up the morning wondering why I was on the couch, and wondering if Aunt Tudi was okay on the bed.

Fuck Fuck FUCK!

I can't freakin' wait until December gets here. For me, the Alpaca Lips is waaaaaay overdue.

Graffiti

Someone said in this movie Contagion that blogging is graffiti with punctuation. I take exception to that; my punctuation sucks.