sickos rambling thoughts

I’m starting to return, though not really right yet
lots of work pililng up & sleepless scrambled eggs for brains
exhausted body from constant coughing n not sleeping n trying to be normal
I always get this lung thing after getting a cold
the babies are both sick
dor has been my rock - again
nora trashed my office in 2 point 2 (she gets it from her mamma)
coughed so hard i tore a muscle or something right near the top of my ribcage & it HURTS if I cough unexpectedly & don't have time to prep myself / double over & hold onto it... man.
Only smoked 3 half-cigarettes yesterday, afraid to talk about quitting though I’m sure I will succeed THIS TIME
& even more afraid that comments like U CAN DO IT will have the opposite effect or maybe that's just another excuse.
Dammit, i just don’t want to talk about it. Assume I fail please. Then I won’t feel like such a failure when I fail again.
Blessings in disguise. Times like these, all u wish for is good health.
my mouse double clicks when i only tell it to single-click, which is very interesting when there are things u don’t want, behind other things u r trying to close. try it. try double clicking everything EVERYTHING that u normally would only single click. it’s crazy man... & I’m sure nora -- who is writing her name now btw -- is partially to blame, well, sort of ... i think her gooey toddler hands have infiltrated the safety & security of my mouses’ inner workings... so ya, technically it’s MY FAULT.
Emma got her 1st tooth! And 2 is coming, I’ve never seen so much drool & snot in my life.
I’ve had the fucking pleasure of spending an ungodly amount of time -- in & out of consciousness -- on the couch with the remote all to myself. News reporters - I will never understand that chosen path... and some dumb bitch old psychologist blaming Mrs. Spitzer for not paying enough attention ... she made me want to puke ... osama - er - I mean obama said "umm" 64 times in 10 minutes. Dyson makes the world’s best, and least affordable vacuum & he’s very interested in drying hands in public toilets & nobody knows his first name because it’s in cursive & none of us use that any longer. Cursive will be the lost language of our civilization. Someday they will unearth a manuscript, and spend a year trying to decipher the strange code...
oh shit
well - i will stop now. typing my rambling thoughts is probably not such a super idea.
this is reDICKulous