It started with a sniffle, which moved to post-nasal drip, and stealthily worked its way up into my sinuses and back into my ears.
There is now a soft, but constant ringing noise in my right ear.
I will go insane because of this.
Oh, wait. Crazy can only get “er”.
I’ve had my voice fluctuating between normal and husky – all the way to non-existent. People are going to think the multiple personalities are finally coming out to play.
I know that most people refer to this as “the common cold”, and write it off as a small inconvenience.
It’s brain rabies, I know it!
I’ve heard about brain rabies, a friend with her own troop of flying monkeys told me about it, and so I know it’s real and dangerous, and can only be cured by copius amounts of alcohol and bacon.
One of the other symptoms of this heinous disease, so I’ve been told, is that you can’t focus on one thing for more than
Awww… look how cute they are…
Uh, where was I?
Oh – that’s right.
Brain Rabies – seeee??
No, I didn’t plan that wild tangent all out and go googling for pictures of cute little squirrels to distract you – it was just like it happened here, honest. It’s the rabies, man.
I’ve had a million and one things floating around in my brain lately, all stuff that I wanted to blog about, sorta…
Yeah, it doesn’t ever look right again, and you can’t pick those 2 colors apart ever.
Hey… doesn’t this look a little like a squirrel, if you cock your head to the side a little and squint?
Jumping tracks again, sorry.
And I just had the crap scared out of me!
While googling for a picture of “mixed up playdoh”, I ran across this:
I don’t know, but I do know that if there are 2 out there like my Patchwork Sally – in all her rabid-squirrel-coon-cat glory…
We’re all doomed.
Brain rabies is only the beginning.