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You probably don’t remember what happened last year, so I’ll sum it up and give you a link. Basically I said, “You know what? I don’t need anything. But there is this girl, my wonderful friend Liz, and she has the same birthday as I do. And she needs you to donate to a good cause.”
And some of you did, and that was awesome.
Well, this year I still don’t need anything. And once again Liz does need something, but this time it’s even easier. It doesn’t require you to spend any money.
What Liz and I want for our birthdays this year:
for Mark to grow milk boobs
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I rarely end up getting sick, so when I do get sick it’s Important. Also, as has been the very loose under-theme of this journal, I am not Smart. Those things are running together today.
I am sick, for once. It’s just a little cold, the worst of it was yesterday and that wasn’t even that bad. I haven’t even taken any medicine. Seriously, I rarely get sick. So that’s what makes it Important, you see. When I am sick that means I deserve a chance to pamper myself and just lie around and do nothing.
Well tonight I got off of work and lazed around and read a book for a while and then I was hungry and I thought, “I should go find some food. Whatever I want. For I am Sick, and therefore Entitled and may eat as I choose.”
UnFORtunately, the only thing I wanted was sausage casserole. I bought the ingredients a few days ago but hadn’t had the chance to make it yet. So there I found myself, already hungry, juggling two skillets and a saucepan and the hot oven, trying to make dinner. I must say to my credit that it turned out as it is supposed to, which is to say it was Delicious.
So I ate. And then I relaxed. And then I thought, “You know what I want? Dessert!” and of course I am Entitled to eat whatever my black little heart desires. And what does it desire? Chocolate cherry cake. Yeah, from scratch.
So I dragged my sick self back into the kitchen and baked up a chocolate cherry cake. Well, it’s not done yet – there’s still 11 minutes on the timer and I have to do the icing afterwards, but it’s nearly done.
All this is to say that obviously I am very smart and good at taking care of myself when I’m sick, and giving myself lots of rest.
Because I am also doing laundry in the middle of all this.
Goodnight!
p.s. please do not call me or come over expecting sausage casserole or cake handouts. It is all for me, because I am stupid and I deserve it.