Friends, I'm feeling the upswing. The momentum is starting to change. I've been riding a proverbial 0-for-21 slump in the game of life the past few weeks. Don't know why, but I've just been stinking up the joint. But I just know it's turning around. There's nothing specifically all that great that's going on, but the tide is starting to turn. I can feel it.
Mostly, I'm starting to get healthy again. The vile death cough that has been shooting Millenium Falcon-sized loogies up my asophagial canal finally seems to be running for the hills. The Boogie clan immune system is not one hombre with which you should fuck. My great grandpa Finbar "Knuckles" Boogie used to eat 10 Bewley's teabags for breakfast, a handful of rotted-out shilelaghs for lunch and three members of British parliament for dinner every night. Healthy as a Kildare horse, he was. Wouldn't have missed a day of work in his life, if he had actually ever had a job.
As for me, I enjoyed the week's first night of non-Nyquil aided sleep last night. It was mercifully violent lurch-free. No more thrashing around in my sweat-soaked sheets, wishing for the sweet merciful scythe of death to carve my diseased lungs out of my blackened chest cavity. Instead, I actually dipped my toe in the pool of this incredible sensation I seemed to have had forgotten: "sleep." Have you heard about this stuff? It's pretty amazing. I woke up this morning with a clear head and a renewed lust for life.
I'm on a natural high. Well, if you consider methamphetamines cooked up in my biker neighbor's shed "natural." Let's keep the positive energy rolling, kids. Anything good happening to anyone out there in Scamperland?
Mostly, I'm starting to get healthy again. The vile death cough that has been shooting Millenium Falcon-sized loogies up my asophagial canal finally seems to be running for the hills. The Boogie clan immune system is not one hombre with which you should fuck. My great grandpa Finbar "Knuckles" Boogie used to eat 10 Bewley's teabags for breakfast, a handful of rotted-out shilelaghs for lunch and three members of British parliament for dinner every night. Healthy as a Kildare horse, he was. Wouldn't have missed a day of work in his life, if he had actually ever had a job.
As for me, I enjoyed the week's first night of non-Nyquil aided sleep last night. It was mercifully violent lurch-free. No more thrashing around in my sweat-soaked sheets, wishing for the sweet merciful scythe of death to carve my diseased lungs out of my blackened chest cavity. Instead, I actually dipped my toe in the pool of this incredible sensation I seemed to have had forgotten: "sleep." Have you heard about this stuff? It's pretty amazing. I woke up this morning with a clear head and a renewed lust for life.
I'm on a natural high. Well, if you consider methamphetamines cooked up in my biker neighbor's shed "natural." Let's keep the positive energy rolling, kids. Anything good happening to anyone out there in Scamperland?
15 Comments:
Goodness, I think you actually just hijacked Stacy's thread on the messageboard.
I just paid $650,000 for a 100 year old building that was most recently used for a "hip-hop mall" and has a roof thats leaky as a sieve. Oh yeah, and its in Pawtucket, RI. Howz that for fiscal retardation? But if anyone is looking of space to rent...
its gonna be cool!
Someone that reads this journal has enough money to buy buildings?
That blows my fucking mind.
Pawtucket? Now that is some spendin', my hat is off to you sir/madame.
Why thanks. Here, you can see the vision crash and burn here:
http://thegrant.highchairdesign.com/
btw, I got the summer cough myself - let me just say work plus nyquil does not equal sound judgement...
And now that I'm clogging up your journal board, I guess I gotta cough up some cash for one of your shows...
Scamper will also accept buildings as payment.
Goodness, I think you actually just hijacked Stacy's thread on the messageboard.
seriously. i feel a little betrayed
You can't get a two bedroom condo in Porter Square for 650K, but you can get an entire friggin' building in Pawtucket? No wonder only crazy homeless rapists with knives are moving to Boston.
seriously. i feel a little betrayed
Don't bring me down with your negative vibes today. I'm turning the corner!
Don't bring me down with your negative vibes today.
Well, my teacher just made me cry happy tears.
I got an A on that project, so thanks. :)
I have no negative vibes.....at. all.
glad you're feeling better brendo. knock on wood, but i'm feeling the upswing too- today's like friday cuz i got tomorrow off, and we're heading down to nyc saturday night to see one of our favorite irish comedians, the great tommy tiernan- check him out:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORD1yoxM-2w&search=tommy%20tiernan
I am making great progress cleaning out my basement, which is a positive despite waking up with a moldy-sinuses issue.
I am gonna harp on this everywhere now. I just got through my master's defense!
I am gonna harp on this everywhere now. I just got through my master's defense!
Congratulations, Johanna. I'd buy you a drink, but you know - $6.12.
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