a little holiday ranting...

[h.]

I firmly believe that Nyquil is from the devil. I've been fighting off some nasty shit that finally knocked me over on Wednesday. My oh so intelligent solution to fighting body aches and hacking up grotesque schmeck was to down a buttload of Nyquil and sleep it off. There are no real benefits to this solution that I can see. It knocked me out, that's for sure. But all the other things it's supposed to take care of? Nope. I still woke up an hour late for work, feeling like shit and reeking of that 10% alcohol included in every twitch-inducing dose.
Of course, I didn't learn my lesson. I had to try it again Thursday night. Luckily for me, I had no place to be Friday morning. I felt WORSE than I had the previous two days and had a cold medicine hangover to boot.
Nyquil reduced me to a weeping, snotting, germ-infested wreck.
I'd like to find the idiot at Procter and Gamble who concocted this shit and kick his/her useless ass.
The silver lining is that I have a beautiful neighbor called Isabel (she sends warm holiday wishes to Mc, by the way) who made me a cup of Thera-Flu (highly recommended) and brought it over to me enabling me to function a little better in the realm of day to day life.
I was supposed to finish Christmas shopping yesterday but that idea flew out the window with the bottle of Nyquil…
Many hours later, there was a knock at the door. It was a confused looking UPS delivery guy. The situation went as follows:

Me: “Hi. Can I help you?�
UPS guy: “Uhhh…�
Me: “Are you delivering a package here or do you need to have me hold it for a neighbor?�
UPS guy: “Uhhh…�
Me: (quizzical look on face) “Yes…?�
UPS guy: “I'm looking for someone in the building.�
Me: “Oh. Okay, who are you looking for?�
UPS guy: “Uhhh… K*****B****. Do you know who that is? Name's not on any of the mailboxes.�
Me: “Sure. You can leave that here. It's my daughter. Different last names, y'know?�
UPS guy: (eyes widening in dismay) “Uhhh… you have a daughter? I mean she gets packages? I mean, how old could she be and already getting packages? I mean you don't look old enough to have a daughter…�
Me: (getting slightly annoyed by now) “Yes, I have a daughter. Often times, when people don't live near one another, they send packages which contain gifts for their loved ones. There's this holiday coming up next week called Christmas. Ever hear of it?�
UPS guy: (blankly staring) “Uhhh…yeah. Can you sign this for me?�
Me: Sure. (sign for the package and hand the little signature computer back)
UPS guy: “Uhhh…�
Me: (wondering why the hell he's still standing on my porch) “You have a nice evening and drive safely.�
UPS guy: (still standing there as I close the door) “Uhhh…�

I went back into the kitchen to finish dinner, but I could see him lurking by my door for a full two minutes. Freaky.

I have shopping to do today. I'm not looking forward to it mainly because crowds freak me out and my car has an alternator and water pump problem. I carry a jump-start kit and a jug of water on every outing in hopes of diverting the eventual death of my sweet, sweet Mazda. (Any offers of assistance from anyone in the Seattle area in getting me around this afternoon would be greatly appreciated.)
I'm also not thrilled about dropping $200.00 on a Playstation 2 for Miss K. But if I don't, I'll have hell to pay and never hear the end of it.
Oh well. Sickness and poverty aside, I am happy. I'd be happier if I saw my non-dead Jeff Buckley more often. I'm sure I will soon.

I'll stop bitching now and wish everyone a good day.

[h.]

An update to my previous bitching:
$364.73 later, I am still breathing. Rent be damned!
I am going to fix my car myself with the help of one of those lovely Chilton's mechanic books. And I have a date with a cute boy to watch movies and cuddle. Things could be better, but I think they're pretty damned peachy just the way they are.

[mccutcheon]

The UPS guys don't act like that on the TV commericals.

[h.]

actors do not = UPS delivery guys during the holiday season.
I find their holiday hiring highly suspect...
I looked like a swamp hag back from the dead. Imagine the same guy having the door opened by your girl.
A little brown shorted man as a stalker is not an enticing thought. Though, I imagine Amanda could jam his parts into her sewing machine and I'd bet he'd go away.

[marky]

I've never actually tried Nyquil, and I've heard from others that it doesn't work. Thera Flu I have tried, though and I liked it. Last time I was sick, though, I tried green tea and suddenly felt a lot better.

As far as UPS goes, all I know is they always seem so desperate to hire people. From having delivered things myself, though I will say in his defense that he probably just wondered whether or not he'd done the right thing.

[Maverick]

Don't be surprised if the image of a tough, sexy seamstress shoving an unwanted suitor's privates into a sewing machine appears in some future filmmaking effort of mine, don't worry, you'll get credit...

[h.]

Hee hee! Glad the imagery got across.
Thanks Mav, I'll look for it in the future.

[h.]

awww FUCK!
I got dumped.
@$^&^&*(^&*&$^&$%^#%$#@#%&*!!!!
Evidently something about me drives some to lay their lips on others.
To hell with it. I'll mope and I'll get over it. I'm just being self-indulgent because my feelings have been hurt.
And I'm somewhat unhappy that a friend of mine advised said lip layer to not notify me of that fact.
This sucks.

At least I got all my shopping done...

[martino]

no ranting to be heard from me, which is unusual enough.

just an unseasonably warm hello to everybody!

here's to finding and enjoying whatever love there is out there, and disregarding whatever may get in the way -- be it jägermeister, the Evil Heat, promiscuous lip-layers, orcs, whatever.

[Sloth]

I haven't been sick all year besides alcohol poisoning and I don't think Ny-Quil helps that.

Too bad McCutcheon chased Mersault away. He was the king of cough syrup.

[rabbit]

no rants. just a happy holiday wish to all you people. long live the jager gods i know ill see them later.

[h.]

yeah, I'm done with my rants too. I'm in a great mood and excited about tomorrow. I love it when I can see my baby show me happiness. That's my present.
Happy Christmas to the Pax crew. I'm glad Slothie got his wife as a present and Mc has love in the evil heat.
Everyone should have a marvelous holiday!
To someone in particular: thank you for still being my friend. That's a good present too.

[marky]

I'm glad everyone seems to be in a good mood. I've still got some things to get done but I'll be in a great mood after that.

Happy Holidays everybody

[mccutcheon]

I'm not in a good mod. i just threw up my Nyquil. And Lester Bangs was the god of cough syrup. Shanta is coming to the boxingday party Merry Christmas. ohhh I feel ill. feeling sorry for myself is a one of my best qualties. people love to be around people who moan. especially on Christmas. so zac is married to a tall asain woman. I might be prejudice or rasist or anti hieght challanged but i gotta say i love tall asian women. My great friend Joon from Korea and i shared a flat in the bastille and went out clubbing with some of his friends from Korea, who were living in London and came down for the weekend, and these beautiful girls walk in. I was like damn! and I was going to write about the great time we had and segue into my girlfriend Julie who is on the site another tall asian woman mom korean father german, and we had great sex she was so good in bed, so good in bed that when we went to trevor's wedding she sleep with another guy in an elevator and i meet tara and that all turned out great-bad. anyway damn me. I do not know what I type. Nyquil can make you hallucinate.

[h.]

Ugh. Nyquil is bad enough going down. My condolences, McCutcheon.
I had such a great day. Miss K loved what santa (yeah right, she knows it's me but I'll keep up the ruse until she calls me on it) brought her. She was tricked twice, one being that she got her own computer for christmas but only half of it is here. So I labeled that one for me, as if santa brought us both gifts. The second trick/surprise was a trip to see grandma in Alaska. We've kept it a secret this whole time so she thought it would be business as usual, boring vacation at home. I fibbed and told her we had to go pick up Rosie's cousin because Rosie was going to be at a play with the rest of her family and could not pick him up. She totally believed it all the way up until I handed her passport to her and started to open the trunk of the car. Damn! She was so happy she couldn't wipe the smile off her face for half an hour. I love things like that. She's on a plane now, flying to the frozen north.
I am going to kick back, have a glass of wine, and master Robotech on the ps2 (hee hee, I get exclusive use for 2 weeks). Damn, these games are harder than you'd imagine from looking at the text...
Back to work tomorrow but I'm going to splurge and take myself shopping with the gift card my mom bought me.
Oh! This is kind of funny as it semi-relates to Mc's post... K got an Elvis calendar as a stocking stuffer. As she was hanging up the month of December she says "Hey! Tomorrow is Boxing Day!"
Can somebody refresh me on what Boxing Day is? I truly can't remember.