A Little Housekeeping Is Rarely That...

To follow up on the last post, as a good colleague of mine pointed out, Der Bahn will be back a little early. Apparently, they're going to somehow freeze the lanes over (or lube 'em up?) to create the special Christmas "Sled Run" ride!

I have to hand it to S-bahn. If anyone can find a way to turn a muti-acre complex filled with WATER slides and pools into a bustling CHRISTMAS themed celebration, it's them. I wish them luck, I really do.

I may even pop the $14 to check it out. While I may detest the holidays, I'm a sucker for theme park holiday celebrations. If ever I can satisfactorily work out that logical conundrum, I may indeed have unlocked the mystery of the ages and will one day receive that big check made out to Science for the amount of $327.38.

Anyway, something to look forward to. I hope the sled version of Der Bahn is as bitching as the summer version. Still have to wait a month to find out... Patience. Grrr.

Oh, yes! To answer the question posed by those who wondered exactly why I've fallen off the face of the Earth this past week, I've been falling in my bed quite often, in between the magical in-depth discussions I've been having with my toilet bowl.

It's been delightful.

We've discussed, at length, the failures of our two-party system of government, the latest episode of Kitchen Nightmares and finished it off with a long marathon debate about why can I not stop revisiting my latest attempts at meal consumption. You'd be surprised how insightful a toilet can be.

Been more or less down for a week now. Been going into work since the initial first few days since I have Responsibility, but given the option, I'd stay at home and watch my Buck Rogers Complete Series DVD's. Again. For the third time.

The worst experience of the week came in the form of a nightmare I had where Dr. Phil was chasing me around with a chainsaw yelling at me for showing up to the Dr. Phil show-----DRUNK! Yes, that fat, bald bastard can run.

Woke up in a cold sweat and realized I'd left the TV on while I slept that day and I guess my brain's Dream Management Centre picked up on the fact that Dr. Phil was on and decided that it was bored enough to fuck with my mental well being. I still have residual trauma as a result, lemme tell you. Heh.

Halloween wasn't as awesome as I'd hoped because of the illness. I threw on last year's Shaun costume for the few hours I was at work, then left it on for a couple of hours at home before falling asleep to hearing Jeff Wayne's War of the Worlds musical version. I observed tradition regardless and I pledged to do better next year.

The return to Standard time went without a hitch. Fortunately, I neglected to unpack unnecessary clocks, so that reduced the annoyance level. I managed to log into WoW for a bit and hang with my bro. Don't tell him I said this, because I'll deny it for the sake of the Code of Rugged Manliness, but I totally missed hanging out with him this week. We don't get a chance to see each other in RL as much as we'd like, so that's kinda what adds another level of cool to the whole WoW experience.

Plus, with the expansion pack coming out in less than two weeks, we'll have the perfect excuse to screw around in WoW some more and have a few laughs with him and the other hilarious pals we have there in chat. I'm usually only on a couple of hours here and there, but it's a nice escape when I need it.

Other than that, I must say that the Addy cat has been quite the godsend this week. While she isn't quite the fluffy pillow that Katy was, she's found a knack for doing that "making bread" kneading thing on my sore stomach. That and sleeping on it, which doesn't feel quite as good but who am I to complain?

Alright, kids, I'm logging off for now to fetch me some soup. Hope each and every one of you is doing awesome, feeling good and all that good stuff. I'll be back again soon with... something to say, muwahaahahahahahahahaha!