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July 27, 2002 Leave a comment

You see the problems with resolutions? No one ever follows through. It took me ONE ENTIRE DAY to break my resolution. Granted it was a birthday resolution and not a New Year’s resolution, but still . . .

I have a cold. That’s my excuse. Not a terrible cold, but the mildly annoying kind. It’s the kind that puts me through a big box of tissues every two days. I never feel sick enough to lie in bed all day, but never quite well enough to be up all day. So I’m up and then I lie in bed, then up, then in bed.

Of course this is all terrible timing, as Sunday morning at 5, I leave for the airport. I better medicate myself well, because flying with a cold is miserable. The congestion congests. I am flying Jet Blue, which puts a television monitor in every seat with DirecTV. I don’t know what channels I get, but it has to be better than in-flight magazines! Channel surfing at 30,000 feet! What a country!

In order to make up for my lost day, I shall give you a bad poem. Ahem.

There once was a bottle of beer
That I hadn’t drunk for a year
In the fridge it had sat
And it got stale and flat
I tasted it, trembling with fear

Ok I made that one up on the spot. I have no good last line. If you are reading this (I mean, seriously, after all this time, who is reading this?) and you have a better last line, please suggest it. Or if you have a better five lines.

Repeat after me, you are NOT the man from Nantucket.

BOBA REPORT: Tonight at Tapioca Express in Union City, I had a free Honey Milk Tea with small pearls (they were out of the full sized ones – I practically choked on the tiny ones), a pepper crispy chicken, spice level one to clear my sinuses and a strawberry snow bubble with no pearls. (Editor’s note: Due to the trip I am about to take, there will be no regularly scheduled boba reports during the next 9 days. Stay tuned for updates as they happen.)

That’s all for tonight. I am counting this as friday, which means I only missed two days. I swear I’ll get regular with this thing. But some days I just do laundry and read comics. Do you really want to hear about laundry and comics?



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