I'm officially infected with Germs! Tiny little mucus monsters that hate me and have rented a mansion in my immune system to party in.
This party isn't fun,, at all. I need to show these little bastards how to play.
My hearing is gone and my head feels like it might just explode at any moment. All I can taste is all the debauchery I got myself into this past weekend. Fun, random and full of surprises...nonetheless.
It all began as a random venture to Orlando with my fav to visit an old friend, sitting in traffic for what seemed like eternity, trying to spot hot girls and find our anthem on the ipod for the weekend, realizing just when I needed it and only after reaching my destination...that I had left my ID and debit card two hours away at home. Sheer terror at first. Calm "what the hell else can I do" after that. I eventually gave in to just going with life's little trickery...or my forgetful memory. So, I started dancing like a maniac, drinking like a fish, sneaking into a club, laughing until close to throwing up, waking up looking like Medusa, eating delicious salad bar and free ice cream, a quicker drive back with depressing music, more drinks for the fish, awful ybor clubs where everyone had "X's" on their hands and the music was what I hear in my nightmares, brunch with the gays, a sudden & unexpected mission, singing Adele to the top of my lungs, sploog from a stress ball shaped like a boob exploding EVERYWHERE in the car and ending up in my hair and all down my back EWWwwwWWWW!, taking my clothes off in a McDonalds bathroom (that happened to be connected to a police station) and frantically washing the Ooz away, drying off under the hand dryer, going to a crawfish festival, saying random douchebag things to strangers, georgies, taco bus, losing my phone, catching the plague, calling off work, completing my mission (twice), watching movies about teeth in vaginas, connecting, disconnecting, uncontrollable laughs, chai, a walk, an attempted nap, a cab ride home and alot of reflection and nyquil that made me really high.
Needless to say, It was memorable, reckless, fun, stressful, journey loving goodness. All squeezed in to 80 hours of the 229,428 and counting that I've been breathing so far.
and even though all of that invited germs to come live inside me, or asked for this invisible elephant to sit on my chest...I'm thankful. Thankful that there are people out there who are embracing the ups and downs, living out loud and putting up with my crazy ass. Not to mention, loving me anyway.
*If I can promise nothing else in this life, it is that I will forever return that gift to those who will accept it.*
Now, this mucus queen (that's me) is off to listen to some lyrical vitamins and hope that the I can hear it through all the icky ca ca that is infecting my sinuses and the size of my head.
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