9-4-2010

After pretty much everyone I've ever met telling me I had to, I finally gave in and went to the doctor's office today. Expecting the best in state of the art medical care...they gave me a sars mask. I was the only person in a room full of sick coughing people, and they singled me out and gave just me a sars mask. It got better though because they later gave Nicole one too, and she wasn't even there for an appointment. Then they had me take my shirt off so they could take topless pictures with this fancy camera. After all of everything, they gave me this stuff. I will say though, after all my years of regularly listening to horrible southern rap, I was incredibly disappointed this stuff wasn't purple...I guess that saves me some Sprite and Jolly Rancher money.

9-3-2010

Bathtub tornados are hard to take pictures of.

9-2-2010

My after work NyQuil nap almost made me forget to take a picture today. Luckly my coughing fit woke me up, so this is the best you get.

9-1-2010

On March 17th I posted about how crater-like the parking lot at work was. Since then, nature has begun Life After People-ing and reclaiming its righful greenspace back from the clutches of the industrial parkway. Soon, my entire office will be a lush fern forest teeming with wildlife.

All day at work today, I had a fever induced fantasy of coming home and immediately ordering an all-together-too-large-for-anyone's-good pizza. It would be dripping gallons of fluorescent orange oil, blanketed in pounds and pounds of nebulous white cheese and covered in the cheapest, unhealthiest pepperoni ever...prefereably spelling out "I'm eating meat because I'm sick and I don't even care...I do what I wanna" (the pizza would be more than large enough to fit all that writing). Then I would eat the whole thing by myself and be magically cured from everything all at once. Instead, tempered by Nicole's always better judgement, I had this. It didn't magically cure me, but it was a far better decision than what I was planning for the evening.

8-31-2010

Back at work, but not because I'm better. Rust never rests. This is on the outside of my semi-closed door today.

8-30-2010

Pink pillow, furry blanket, and blurry TV are pretty much the only things keeping me alive. This is what four and a half days of cabin fever looks like.

8-29-2010

I'm not a doctor, but I'm pretty sure tongues aren't supposed to be this color...like ever.

8-28-2010

I haven't been on the good side of this door for over two days. I've been here or here and that's about it.

8-27-2010

Waking up today was like waking up in the temperatures we had in Arizona, except the temperatures we had in Arizona were living inside me. At least Nicole left me with a little green shot glass which I definitely took full advantage of.

8-26-2010

This is sick people lunch. Don't judge me...I'm diseased.

8-25-2010

Today is Nicole and my three year anniversary. We unintentionally did a lot of three-related things. We went to Three Birds, I drank Tres Generaciones Anejo, and Nicole had this. We both had the three fancy cheeses plate, and I had a three Tylenol nighcap since my body decided to give me the three symptoms of fever, muscle aches, and a sore throat as anniversary gifts. I don't remember the last time I was this sick, but it sucks.

8-24-2010

Inspired by Nicole's pink-little-kid-bike-purchase from this past weekend, I got a new old BMX bike tonight from Craigslist. The thing with things from Craigslist is that you never know where they've been. Apparently mine was involved in the illicit sex trade...twice.

8-23-2010

My office goes to this one Mexican restaurant probably way too often for lunch. This guy lives there next to the register. Today, I wanted a toothpick but well...it's a good thing they keep a normal despenser on the side because I couldn't bring myself to take one from him.

8-22-2010

I woke up early to see how much the giant mushroom opened up over night. Here's a shot for scale. It might get even bigger still.

Then I spent the day here.