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lifebythedropSpent HOURS today trying to make my Wordpress site look right. It's still not even close, but progressing. It was a beautiful spring-like day here, and I was too sick to go out and play. Curses! But it is supposed to be miserable again tomorrow. Just like me! Bring on the pathetic fallacy.
Anyway, I'm planning on treating it as I always do: I'm going to pretend it's allergies for a couple of days until the pressure in my ear causes unbearable pain in the middle of the night, and then I'll pay $100 at the ER to have the doctor on duty tell me that my eardrum is just about to burst.
OH GOD. The French ice-dancing pair are wearing felt costumes, dancing to Dolly Parton and John Denver. Oh hell. Now it's the Cotton-eyed Joe. I think there was an instrumental bit of a Willie Nelson song connecting them. This might be the most horrible thing I've had to endure at the hands of television.
BetterHalf says, "I wish they would stop."
The USA team before them performed to Bollywood songs. Heh. Cowboys and Indians.
Anyway, I'm planning on treating it as I always do: I'm going to pretend it's allergies for a couple of days until the pressure in my ear causes unbearable pain in the middle of the night, and then I'll pay $100 at the ER to have the doctor on duty tell me that my eardrum is just about to burst.
OH GOD. The French ice-dancing pair are wearing felt costumes, dancing to Dolly Parton and John Denver. Oh hell. Now it's the Cotton-eyed Joe. I think there was an instrumental bit of a Willie Nelson song connecting them. This might be the most horrible thing I've had to endure at the hands of television.
BetterHalf says, "I wish they would stop."
The USA team before them performed to Bollywood songs. Heh. Cowboys and Indians.