Wow, guess attendin' a dead person's party takes a bit more out of ya that I was 'spectin' 'cause I am worn to a frazzle. Despite my best intentions, my mind seems incapable of producin' any image of Renee Zellweger in the nude in my current imagination for my enjoyment. That is a sure sign of impendin' cataclysmic doom on a world-wide scale or, at the very least, personal destruction through a severe affliction of waffle face syndrome.* I am findin' my own yawns to be highly contagious as they are now comin' in giant, eye numbin' waves. If I could get my brain to work, I would attempt to determine what Steve Dallas would do in this predicament, but I can't think. I need sleep. I need lots of sleep. I need to remember where my bed is located. I am not even sure if I am in the right house. It is too quiet. I can't hear any dogs barkin'. Now I am spooked. Oh no! I don't know if Denita got my email with the scan of yesterday's Opus strip attached. Now I won't be able to sleep all night worryin' 'bout that. I guess I will just go lay in bed with my hand on my belly like I do when I have somethin' on my mind that is really plaguin' me. My navel loves the attention. End of report.
*A condition that occurs when you fall asleep sittin' in front of your computer and your head slowly slips down to rest on your keyboard all night.**
**Thanks to Ozguru for pointin' out my havin' omitted such footnote in the comments. I tol' ya'll I was tired. ;)
Posted by notGeorge at March 8, 2004 10:08 PMI got it, Tig--thanks! I just didn't get a chance to tell you yet. Been a BUSY day here at Manse TwoDragons!
Now march your butt to bed and take the rest of ya there, too! ;-) Sweet dreams!
--TwoDragons
Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at March 8, 2004 11:22 PMIs there a missing foot note in this navel report? I notice a mark after "waffle face syndrome" but I don't see the corresponding footnote....
Enjoy your rest...
Posted by: Ozguru at March 9, 2004 03:54 AM