February 19, 2004

Out On The Norwalk

Filed under: analog — mhoye @ 10:47 pm

For my birthday, which I’m spending quietly in Picton in a warm fireplace-equipped house with my very-attractive girlfriend, I got what everyone wants for their birthday.

Stomach flu.

A particularly straining strain of stomach flu, whose motto is apparently “give ’til it hurts”.

Just fucking fabulous. So much for all those good intentions.

This is why you should never engage in misery-brinkmanship with Shaver. You got rooted? Well I’m vomiting profusely! So there!


  1. Gezz man hope it wasn’t the garlic pork… on the other hand… if it wasn’t… try some… that stuff will kill bacteria, virus or anything that even looks at it funny. I think it can be clasified as a biological weapon like Jean-Claude Van Damme, dorian or certain stinky french cheeses i love.

    At any rate feel better soon Mike!


    Comment by sean — February 20, 2004 @ 2:04 am

  2. Keeping drinking fluids. Gatorade isn’t all it’s cracked up to be…ok but not great. Find some Pedialyte from the baby’s section of your local grocery store and drink it. And, if you keep vomiting stuff up, go to a hospital and get an IV.

    Happy Birthday. Luv ya man!

    Comment by Mark — February 20, 2004 @ 11:54 am

  3. Thanks, I’ve actually got a doctor on call.

    Or at least, I would have if she hadn’t just come down with the same thing. Blarg.

    Comment by Mike Hoye — February 20, 2004 @ 12:03 pm

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