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Friday, October 3, 2008

Plague

I really ought to delete that terrible post. Maybe I'll do that in just a minute.

Meanwhile I am popping in to say only that I have the flu and it's fairly terrible, and since I have been cemented to my bed for the last few days, I am going to return there just as soon as I can get my arms around another bottle of Nyquil.

Goodnight, all.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...: Feel better soon!; October 3, 2008 at 10:31 PM
LizLSB said...: Hope you feel better soon, and you have nothing to delete, my friend. You have every right to write what you feel.; October 3, 2008 at 11:04 PM
Avitable said...: Hope the plague passes soon.; October 3, 2008 at 11:33 PM
Tracy Lynn said...: Hope you feel better. I'm just getting over an assplague, so I know how you feel.; October 4, 2008 at 1:09 AM
sybil law said...: UGH.
Hope you feel better!; October 4, 2008 at 10:12 AM
Anonymous said...: (Big hugs) Get better soon, being sick sucks major donkey balls.; October 4, 2008 at 1:06 PM
Kate P said...: Sorry you're sick--hope you're feeling better soon. And thanks for putting a certain Denis Leary routine in my head at mention of NyQuil! :); October 4, 2008 at 10:17 PM
Lisa said...: Hope you feel better soon.; October 5, 2008 at 9:08 AM
Maggie said...: Soup! Soup for you!; October 6, 2008 at 12:40 PM

Who are these people?

Bibi - God bless the guy who gets Bee. I can't even think of anything obnoxious to say about her. She can eat pasta without gaining weight, she can run the ridges at Gertrude's Nose with no fear, and she is by miles the best climber of all of us. She's going to Kili with us. Hell, she'll be leading.
Buzz Elder Brother. Cross me at your peril.
Jib computer wizard, entrepreneur, stand-up comedian, stand-up guy I can count on to catch a movie and hold hands in the dark without it having any meaning whatosever. Every woman needs a man like Jib.
Joe - locquacious, flirtatious, 40-something hiking buddy - also, ex-manfriend of Pax.
Larry, WPITW - climber, hiker, badass (not in the good way, either). At a given moment, at least half of us are not speaking to him.
Liam - My nephew, whose favorite words are "noing," "Bobby," "dumptruck," "job-site" and "Daddy." He also says "obstreperous" "pulchritudinous" and "Nina" upon request.
Merry - Australian BFF spends the summers on a yacht, nannying for a celebrity couple with two children. She lives in a brownstone and she has a chauffeur. And we have no idea who she works for.
Newsy has been my friend for about 22,000 hours. Or more. I don't have a calculator. She has about 3423% more professional and personal commitments than I do, and yet she still finds time to think about me. I find this astonishing. If you knew her, you'd be astonished, too.
Pax - climber, hiker, corporate warrior, used to date Joe. Sticks by Larry in spite of his horribleness. None of us understands this.
Skatey- he rides a skateboard. He can dance. He can throw a frisbee and he's not bad at karaoke, either.
Sri - Bengali princess who, aside from kicking my ass at climbing, and aside from being a smokin' hiker, brought down the evil empire of Larry and also once told me that "even girls' are turned on my breasts." Also never turns down "one more round."
Supajewie - Long distance drinking buddy, just about the only person I know who "gets it". And no, she's not Jewish. It's a long story.
Tex - is what happens when you take a normal man, add alcohol, subtract common sense and tact, and then buy him another drink.

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