yesterday at lunch (was it just yesterday? i’m starting to lose track of the days of the week now, surely it’s a sign of greater difficulties in my life), i was sitting at panera with P. (Phred) eating some delicious portabella garlic bisque, which i heartily recommend, and my phone rang, and i wasn’t going to answer it, because i don’t like it when others have cell phone conversations while they’re with me, but i looked at my phone and it said WIENERDOG! so of course i had to answer it, because that’s the very first call i’ve ever gotten from the wienerdoggians themselves! so, it was a very fine day indeed! even beyond the excellent company and soup.
the wienerdogs’ phone number is programmed into my phone because i drive by the wienerdog every day and usually i see mark and/or rob in there, even though it’s way too early for the lunch hour, but they have to be very very busy i know, unwrapping all the buns, and re-filling the ketchup, cleaning the griddle, making the delicious brownies with frosting (ok, i know they don’t make delicious brownies with frosting, but wouldn’t that be the perfect ending to a delicious wienerdog lunch?), stocking the…stuff, unpacking more…stuff,and cleaning, cleaning, cleaning.
so i drive by there every day and see them, and i programmed their number into my phone because i thought i’d like to drive by and call them as i’m driving by. i don’t think i’ve actually done that yet, but i know i will. someday.
imagine my surprise, then, getting a CALL from the wienerdoggers themselves. it was mark, who had been READING THIS ACTUAL WEBSITE, and read that i wrote i was slightly annoyed with them, which is why i hadn’t been there in a while, and he wanted to find out what was up, and he said they’d be more than happy to apologize (if it was warranted, of course), and he asked if it was a bad time, and i explained that i was having lunch with somebody, and i said i’d call him back.
i haven’t called back yet. but i’m going to. but right now, whenever i call anybody, i can only get out about every third word, and it sounds more like croaking than actual human words, and then i have to suddenly hang up very fast because i’m about to launch into yet another epic coughing fit. so i figured we wouldn’t be able to have a very meaningful phone conversation just yet. actually, i’m going to actually go there for LUNCH very soon, except not right now, because i’m basically living on soup.
tomorrow morning i’m going to go to the school doctor and try to get some really good drugs. i decided tonight that i probably have bronchitis again, because i have no energy and the coughing is slightly horrific and all this must stop. it must stop by TOMORROW AFTERNOON AT THREE FORTY, to be exact, because that’s when i’m seeing HARRY POTTER.
today i bought six hundred dollars worth of cold medications. last night dad told me about some kind of cold medication, but all the info. he could remember was that it started with a “z.” but then today judith mentioned ZICAM, which i realized must have been the same thing. they both knew about the kind that you inhale, but i found a kind that you spray into your mouth, instead. so far it’s not working. i also got some FISHERMAN’S FRIEND cough drops, but i’m keeping them as a measure only for LAST RESORT (while viewing harry potter) because i know they’re going to taste so vile that they’ll make me want to gag. i also got some sugar-free hall’s cough drops, which are slightly stronger than sugar-free ricolas, but not much. maybe it’s the sugar in regular cough drops that makes them so effective.
this makes no sense AT ALL.
going to the doctor. tomorrow morning, bright and early. and it’s not even TEN O’CLOCK YET, and i’m already in bed, and will soon (only in theory of course, it’s highly unlikely that i’ll actually fall asleep quickly even though i’ve been exhausted all day) be asleep, so i’ll get like 10 hours of sleep at least.
sometimes i feel i’ve spent my life resting up for something. there’s going to be this huge huge thing that i’m going to be faced with, and it’s going to take all these years of sleeping a lot and generally resting more than everybody else i know (except for christine, but she has a legitimate need for lots of sleep, and actually doesn’t even get as much as she needs even though she lays around/naps whenever possible) to accomplish whatever needs to be done.
i hope it’s something fun and challenging, not something horrific, like being in charge of everything when everybody else dies from the avian flu pandemic, for example. that would be too much responsibility, no matter how well-rested I may be.
ok, here’s an even bigger reason why i need to be all better RIGHT NOW – i didn’t want to make you green with envy, but on saturday afternoon, i get to see WICKED. yep, that’s right. again. two times. i’m a very very lucky person. and then, saturday night, i get to see the illinois symphony.
i didn’t want to make you jealous, but i also didn’t want to mention it in case things fell through. because things have a way of falling through sometimes. and then i didn’t want you to have to feel all SORRY for me because i didn’t get to do all this great stuff this weekend. you can be jealous, but not sorry for me. and i guess you will be jealous, unless you’ve been lucky enough to see wicked, but actually, if you’ve seen it, you’d probably be even more jealous, because when you see it once, you IMMEDIATELY WANT TO SEE IT AGAIN. which is how i felt when i saw it in chicago last may.
randy told me tonight that i’m much much too sick to go anywhere this weekend, and he’ll have to go see wicked instead. i told him to GO TO HELL. we were at tai pan, and i had a bowl of hot and sour soup. good for when you’re sick. if for some crazy reason you live here in spfld or the surrounding area and you HAVEN’T been to tai pan, you need to go there right away. it’s quite delicious. my parents take people from out of town to tai pan, so if you’re lucky to come here to visit, and if you HAVEN’T been to spfld, well, let me just say ABRAHAM LINCOLN PRESIDENTIAL MUSEUM, you should plan a trip. they’re going to have a holiday exhibit starting right now i think, and i’m looking forward to seeing that.
ok ok ok, it’s now past ten, and even though i feel it will be pointless, i’m going to turn off the light now.
all right already,
november grace.
p.s. last night i put a vaporizer right next to my bed and turned it on, and i woke up a couple of hours later and the entire top of my covers was TOTALLY WET. not good. i don’t know how to solve this issue. hmm, i wonder if the water could soak all the way through to the electric blanket; would this cause some kind of electrical fire or something? because it would be a big drag to wake up because my electric blanket had exploded and caught fire.
hopefully this won’t happen.