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June 21, 2005

comfortably numb

Holee shit...them muscle relaxants really do the trick. I feel like sending a Thank You card to my doctor for getting them prescribed without a visit to the office. I love you Dr. Woof. I know what I need, and I know what works, and I know I feel very good now. Granted, the sleeping aids made me sleep until Noon, but when I got out of bed I didn't gasp in agony like the day before. Now it just feels a little stiff. I will be ready to go to work tomorrow, albeit slowly and with a sense of euphoria.

When I first took the crack, I thought I heard bells going off in my head, but realized it was the nearby school bell going off for summer school.

Then I thought I saw spiders all over in my room. Then I realized I was in a basement apartment, and there really are spiders all over in my apartment. At least they're not crawling all over me and erupting from some hidden egg sac in between my layers of skin. I will give offerings to Lloth to live in peace with her children.

Then I felt like doing a Pink job like in the movie The Wall and shave my nipples off, but decided on some spring manscaping instead. By spring, some of my chest hair is freakishly long. Don't worry, I only do this once a year:
shorn
I love my Twister-style shower curtains.

At Homer's recomendation I got ahold of Archerr who does podcast interviews. Archerr caught me for one after some dosage and I sound a bit cracked-out on my babbling about back pain, drugs, sex, bloggers, boyfriends, and many other topics. And I talk about a bunch of bloggers, except for you.

Posted by jimbo at June 21, 2005 2:54 PM

Comments

Oh Jimbo, I'd play naked Twister with you, especially so I could feel your stubbly chest when it was time to put my right hand on yellow.

Posted by: homer at June 21, 2005 5:37 PM

I'm suprised that given my age I even get the whole Pink Floyd theme. After all my musical taste didn't develop until grunge was popular.

The answer lies with my parents. The short of it was they were cool. They loved the rock of the 70's and 80's. Even though Floyd was squarely in their generation they seemed to be the only parents listening. None of the other kids parents listened to Floyd, or Journey, or Queensryche. Heck I even remember going to a Queensryche concert when I was in 6th grade. Rock on.

They also shunned disco, which gave me some semblance of taste. Taste that I managed to maintain until I came out an started to accept pop culture ;-). B A N A N A S...anyone ;-).

Posted by: Rob at June 21, 2005 5:55 PM

Rob gets an extra 500 bonus points for getting the theme, and for being in his 20s and STILL getting it.

Posted by: jimbo at June 21, 2005 7:41 PM

Great pic, Jimbo! Must be nice having hair to wrap up in a towel! (:(

Posted by: fstclss at June 21, 2005 8:34 PM

Jimbo...I would never have seen you as a Norma Desmond... LOL Hope you're feeling better :)

Posted by: wyocwby at June 21, 2005 8:58 PM

It would be a challenge to get the Pink Floyd theme? I've had the song in my head all day. Guess you think we're just another brick in the wall...

Posted by: copperred at June 21, 2005 10:39 PM

I think I'm in lust!

Posted by: moby at June 22, 2005 12:22 AM

Ah, my little crackbaby has grown up and is now being interviewed. I'm not sure I could talk for 40 minutes straight on the phone. Good interview.

Posted by: mark at June 22, 2005 10:28 AM

You're so Erykah Badu.

Posted by: palochi at June 22, 2005 12:07 PM

i totally heart the scissor sisters reference!

...ahem.

Posted by: johnny at June 22, 2005 12:18 PM

Hope you feel better soon!

Posted by: ruggerjohnnyd at June 22, 2005 1:38 PM

I’m so out of the loop when it comes to prescription painkillers. I witnessed some Vicodin distribution this past weekend, and I didn’t even know what it was.

I'm getting pressure from the BF to trim my chest for gay pride weekend.

Posted by: Eric at June 22, 2005 4:23 PM

Noooooo! Why?!? Is a shaved chest some hallmark of GAY PRIDE!?! So you're not like a TRUE and PURE gay person unles you have a shaved chest in his eyes? GRRRRRRRRRR!!!! So is this some form of branding on his part to denote ownership of you, like some sort of shorn We, Like Sheep? Shall we dip you in a vat of RID crab louse treatment while we're at it, since you're so Unclean for your horrid beastial hairiness? This is no different than a certain evil blogger dictating what kind of sock style his partner wears, or whether or not he goes bearded or clean shaven. No different at all, borderline abuse. He should probably start a blog called "IProbablyWantYouSmooth.com."

I would love it terribly if the Hunky Leprechaun were fully bearded, but I have grown silent on the topic for that is the way he likes it, so that is the way it is. If I was your boyfriend (500 bonus points on the R&B reference from that part of the sentence) I would let your armpit hair grow 5' long if that was the way you liked it. You tell that body hair facist to take his mind-control conformist clippers and go shave the dingleberries off his rectal hairs.

Posted by: jimbo at June 22, 2005 5:08 PM

Girl, you've gone off the deep end. We're taking the painkillers back (translation: I ran out). Loved the podcast--although if you just read my leftover copies of Star Magazine, you'd understand everything.

Posted by: chrisafer at June 22, 2005 10:26 PM

well, as long as it is just a trim and there is some residual hair there, the manscaping is cool.

and spiders mean that there is no radon in your apartment. spiders are totally wiped out by radon.

Posted by: windreader at June 23, 2005 9:14 AM

I didn't know you're a 'rapper'? :-)

No fucking for you, in the meantime! heh!

Posted by: Robert at June 23, 2005 9:52 AM

Aw jeez, I didn’t realize you posted that in the comments...

Just to reassure everyone, my BF was just asking for a little trim, because he likes a bit of chest stubble...he asks for it all of the time and I generally refuse. Once a year I consider indulging him.

And come to think of it, I have been itching a lot recently, so the RID treatment might do me some good.

Posted by: Eric at June 23, 2005 11:11 AM

Puh-leez Chrisafer, you gobbled all your Viagra, Vicodin and Valium up in a nice capsule sandwitch with peanut buter and jelly.

Posted by: jimbo at June 23, 2005 3:05 PM

This is Jimbo. This Jimbo on drugs. Scary.


(Janet and "If I was your girl..."?)

Posted by: Chris at June 23, 2005 4:22 PM