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Hank Chinaski · 01-03-2005, 04:53 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
I have the scarred eardrums and sinuses that result from swinging too far to the "it's just a virus, you don't need antibiotics" reaction to the general tendency to overprescribe antibiotics.

You don't think it was really just wishful thinking and the old adage "feed a cold- starve a fever?"

ltl/fb · 01-03-2005, 04:54 PM

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Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
You don't think it was really just wishful thinking and the old adage "feed a cold- starve a fever?"

Are you calling me fat?

Did you just call me Coltrane? · 01-03-2005, 04:55 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb

I have the scarred eardrums and sinuses that result from swinging too far to the "it's just a virus, you don't need antibiotics" reaction to the general tendency to overprescribe antibiotics.

I think you have splooge in your ears.

Ear fuckee.

Hank Chinaski · 01-03-2005, 04:55 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
Are you calling me fat?

No. My New Year's resolution is to be friendly!

But you have mentioned you like to eat, so I thought that might explain things.

robustpuppy · 01-03-2005, 04:56 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
If his ears were inflamed and hurting, they were probably infected.

I have the scarred eardrums and sinuses that result from swinging too far to the "it's just a virus, you don't need antibiotics" reaction to the general tendency to overprescribe antibiotics.

Well, don't bitch at us about it. You are making my ears, er, actually, my eyeballs, hurt.

ltl/fb · 01-03-2005, 04:58 PM

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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
I think you have splooge in your ears.

Ear fuckee.

If your splooge is green and bloody, you really should see a doctor.

In any event, my ears are not very erogenous.

Replaced_Texan · 01-03-2005, 04:58 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
This happens to me if I take it and I'm not actually both sick AND genuinely tired.

RT, do you think you have a sinus infection? I say this because I do, and my eyeballs kind of hurt. Or feel like someone is squeezing them.

I don't think I have a sinus infection, though the eyeball squeezing feeling was among the many symptoms I exhibited through this whole thing. I fear that I'm not done yet. No bloody green stuff, either. And I think my ears are fine, thanks.

This crud is my least favorite Christmas present. I think my favorite will be the carpenter that my mom gave me. If he's cute.

Did you just call me Coltrane? · 01-03-2005, 04:58 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
Well, don't bitch at us about it. You are making my ears, er, actually, my eyeballs, hurt.

Yes, this conversation is making my cock decidedly unswollen.

robustpuppy · 01-03-2005, 05:00 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
In any event, my ears are not very erogenous.

You and Sebby have that in common. You and I do not.

Hi, Flinty!

taxwonk · 01-03-2005, 05:02 PM

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Originally posted by ltl/fb
In any event, my ears are not very erogenous.

As falls Wichita...

robustpuppy · 01-03-2005, 05:02 PM

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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Well how am I going to sleep through the night then?

That would be the only reason to want her to make consistent noise.

Not Bob · 01-03-2005, 05:05 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
That would be the only reason to want her to make consistent noise.

As opposed to consistently making noise.

Apropos of nothing, did you see Lemony Snicket?

Did you just call me Coltrane? · 01-03-2005, 05:08 PM

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Originally posted by robustpuppy
That would be the only reason to want her to make consistent noise.

Exactly. Why is this so difficult? I just want some sleep, damnit. I will fuck her well and long. She will make inconsistent yet loud noises. She will sing "Fernando." Then I will sleep.

Shape Shifter · 01-03-2005, 05:09 PM

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Originally posted by Gattigap
Yeah, it was the Season of Giving. Yadda, yadda. That said,

What was the best present you received this year?

I didn't really receive any presents of note, but I'm not really dwelling on it because that was nothing compared to what a pitifully bad NYE I had this year. barely and others have said they think NYE is an overrated holiday, but I like to start each new year with a hangover so vicious that the year can only get better from there. Things were looking up - it would be my first NYE in Austin and some friends from undergrad (the kind of friends I always seem to get in trouble hanging around) were coming in town to join us.

Then the asshole "friends" called and cancelled that afternoon, leaving my gf and I with no plans. e/o was attending a "no losers allowed" event, so that was out. However, we were able to get late reservations at a Japanese place downtown. I called another friend from undergrad, with whom I promoted a few shows and who is now an Austin resident, and he was able to get us on the guest list of a few clubs on 6th Street. The night was not lost.

Not knowing where midnight would find us, gf and I decided to crack a couple of bottles of champagne in the early evening. Then we got ready and sipped some more champagne while we waited on our cab. And waited . . . and waited . . . (and drank) . . . and waited, until finally we realized our cab wasn't coming. The numbers for all the cab companies were busy, and we were both too drunk to drive. All dressed up and no place to go.

We didn't want the evening to be a total waste, so we decided to walk to the nearest bar that we could think of, the Poodle Dog Lounge. We thought it might be the quaint, friendly neighborhood dive bar.

We were partly right. A heavy metal band belted out celebratory Metallica and Megadeth covers in the corner by the entrance. The air was thick with meth sweat and the smoke from generic cigarettes. I felt a little overdressed -- I was probably the only person there in a midnight blue CK 3-button jacket, or the only male wearing a collared shirt -- but we blended the best we could.

We grabbed our Tecates-in-a-can from the (cash only, no tabs) bar and headed towards the pool tables. We soon found ourselves in a doubles game with a guy who thrust his fist in the air and yelled "YES!!!" every time he sank a ball and the woman he was with who kept saying, "He's really kind of an asshole. I don't really like him that much." A surprisingly attractive band groupie came by with a collection jar for the band. A twenty dollar bill earned a kiss from the groupie long enough to attract dirty looks from my gf, but not long enough for me to grab her leather-clad ass. It was not enough, however, for the band to play my request ("Supernaut").

Towards midnight we retreated to the end of the bar to prepare for the countdown. There we met Wayne, a cowboy in his 50s, a Native American midget named Li'l Bit, and some frighteningly skinny chick who was sweating profusely and who started crying when someone tossed a lit string of Black Cats in the back door at midnight.

I just can't take it when meth addicts cry on NYE. Gf and I made our way through the cloud of gunpowder and began our trek home. We had no heavy metal band at home, but there was still plenty of champagne.

eta: The Poodle Dog Lounge

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ABBAKiss · 01-03-2005, 05:10 PM

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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
She will sing "Fernando."

How did you know I speak Spanish?