Monday, March 07, 2005 :::
I'm all out of sorts on medication and from being in a nearly-vegetative horizontal position for over two weeks straight (I have mono, in case you didn't know). I get over-emotional in this state. I cried at a rerun of Unsolved Mysteries today and I was overwhelmed with feelings when I got a get-well-soon card in the mail from all of my coworkers. Then I just came across this comic and now I'm all blubbery:
Is it just the Vicodin talking or is that the saddest thing you've ever seen? This happens every time I'm sick. I should steer clear of drama in this condition. I remember last time I had the flu I watched Rabbit-Proof Fence and I've yet to recover.
On a side note, my house is overrun with those things that look like ladybugs but aren't. Asian beetles or whatever. One flew in my mouth while I drifted in and out of consciousness today. Of course it made me cry.
::: posted by dan at 7:16 PM :: [ link ] :: (4) comments
4 previous comments:
No...I'm going to have to say this post is the saddest thing I've ever seen.
Cheer up Dan!
Maybe those weird beetle things are causing the weird feelings. You should stop eating them...they can't mix well with the vicodin.
By lynne, at 9:15 PM
I'll admit, that's a sad comic. But I always felt the saddest was by Drew Friedman, called "He Had a Funny Face." Here's a link to it (not the best version of it... you need to click on it for one panel at a time.)
On second thought... they way you're feeling, Dan -- you might want to wait until you're better before reading it. Cheer up, buckaroo.
By crabbydad, at 9:42 AM
By TasselledAce, at 3:27 PM
That snake needs Prozac. But how would he get the bottle open? Sad.
By Robert, at 5:39 PM
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