thank goodness:
- i bought nice friendly to poor toothless niqui foods — such as soup and yogurt and applesauce — earlier this week;
- i decided on a whim earlier today, before the appointment of doom, to stop in to the friendly local store of das overfuehrer, because, as
pxr5 says, “he’s clearly evil, but he makes lovely ice cream.” although i normally don’t eat ice cream, i figured that this was a special occasion, and so i struck out preemptively to defeat self-pity with a quart of cold vanilla deliciousness. - and thank goodness that after taking the bus home and waiting for the pharmacist at osco to fill my eighty-seven prescriptions and walking home and waiting about another 45 minutes very, very eagerly, the vicodin finally kicked in.
am feeling a little bit more human now that i’ve had some actual food and some actual PAINKILLERS and a couple of episodes of “ellen” on the tivo. HOORAY!!! for increased humanity.
