Plague of plaguey death
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theyellowhobbitI still am sick. Yesterday I was dehydrated and nauseous, today I was just coughing a lot. I wonder if I have any cells left in my esophagus.
Mikey has ice pops [aka popsicles]. They're quite good. They make my throat hurt less.
As does tea. I like having an urn.
I had an amusing nightmare last night.
Background info:
We're having a make-up class on Monday for Archaeology and the Bible [Ben's class] and so we're ordering food. Originally this was supposed to be pizza from Hillel. And Ben decided to put me in charge of getting this pizza. Unfortunately Hillel is not going to get cheese in time to make pizza for us. [Since they've been entirely fleishig for passover.] Thus, I will be ordering pizza from Shalom Pizza, the same place where I get SNL pizza from.
So now the nightmare:
It's Monday. For some reason the make-up class is in this mini-library inside of Steitler [I don't think they have a mini-library IRL, but I've only been there once or twice] and we were looking for books. Then I asked Ben "wait a second, aren't we supposed to be having a lecture and not working on our papers?" Oh yeah. So he and the class started off for the museum, and suddenly I remembered "Oh *%^&! The pizzas!" Which I hadn't ordered. Which I guess I completely missed for SNL then. It was about 3, and the pizzas were supposed to come at 5, and we only needed 5 of them anyways, so they should have been able to handle it, despite late ordering, right? Well I called them up and they said they couldn't do it. I lost it and yelled at the woman on the phone. But unfortunately it didn't do anything. Then I tried to call Ben, since there was an entry in my cell phone that said "Ben" but it wasn't him. It was some random youth hostel in Israel, I guess "The Benjamin" or something. I felt like such a failure, because indeed, I had failed at the simple task of ordering 5 pizzas.
And then I woke up.
Mikey has ice pops [aka popsicles]. They're quite good. They make my throat hurt less.
As does tea. I like having an urn.
I had an amusing nightmare last night.
Background info:
We're having a make-up class on Monday for Archaeology and the Bible [Ben's class] and so we're ordering food. Originally this was supposed to be pizza from Hillel. And Ben decided to put me in charge of getting this pizza. Unfortunately Hillel is not going to get cheese in time to make pizza for us. [Since they've been entirely fleishig for passover.] Thus, I will be ordering pizza from Shalom Pizza, the same place where I get SNL pizza from.
So now the nightmare:
It's Monday. For some reason the make-up class is in this mini-library inside of Steitler [I don't think they have a mini-library IRL, but I've only been there once or twice] and we were looking for books. Then I asked Ben "wait a second, aren't we supposed to be having a lecture and not working on our papers?" Oh yeah. So he and the class started off for the museum, and suddenly I remembered "Oh *%^&! The pizzas!" Which I hadn't ordered. Which I guess I completely missed for SNL then. It was about 3, and the pizzas were supposed to come at 5, and we only needed 5 of them anyways, so they should have been able to handle it, despite late ordering, right? Well I called them up and they said they couldn't do it. I lost it and yelled at the woman on the phone. But unfortunately it didn't do anything. Then I tried to call Ben, since there was an entry in my cell phone that said "Ben" but it wasn't him. It was some random youth hostel in Israel, I guess "The Benjamin" or something. I felt like such a failure, because indeed, I had failed at the simple task of ordering 5 pizzas.
And then I woke up.
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