Farewell, tonsils
Well, folks, I may not update in the near future since I am getting my tonsils out tomorrow and will probably be drugged up in the next few days. I'll try and post when I'm really doped up, for humor's sake, but I don't know how feasible that will be if I can't type.
For my last day of eating, we had buffalo wings for lunch. This evening, I went to the Astros game with Laurie and her sister again, but this time they won against the Twins. For my last meal, I had pizza and ice cream with a waffle cone. Goodbye, food. I'll miss you.
For those of you keeping track, Monday was the deadline to turn in grades. I have all but Property, and Dz e-mailed us today that "since he has over 300 exams to grade", he got "an extra week to work on it per University regulations". Fine, whatever. I'm just glad to have more than one grade posted.
So long, folks. Philip, I'm expecting Season One of Grey's soon...
2 comments:
Jell-o is not food. Maybe you should play your Bill Cosby card (trump if I ever saw it) and get them -- whoever owns Jell-O . . . the Jell-O corporation -- to send you a truckload for this week's consumption. Yes?
You forgot to mention that as a side effect you're going to have bad breath for like a week. Hey everyone, Lizett is going to have bad breath for an entire week!
Did anyone see that talent show on NBC last night? I guess they had some girl who put her head between her legs and shot a bow and arrow. She shot a freaking bow and arrow while wearing her own ass for a hat.
Hey, get well soon.
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