This Is How I Feel Right Now

There is almost nothing in the world that cannot be improved upon by oregano, rosemary, dill or garlic.

I may feel differently tomorrow.

I say that because by tomorrow there may no longer be a goose egg on TOP of my head. By tomorrow, there may not be a grimace of pain every time my scalp moves when I smile.

By tomorrow, the mild concussion I think I gave myself by accidentally banging my head way harder than I ever have before on my five foot bedroom ceiling last night may be just a silly memory. By tomorrow the admission that I set my alarm to wake myself up every two hours because that is what people who live alone and have a concussion *do* because they have no one to watch over them will be just a faintly embarrassing idea.

I'm sure it happened because I spent a week laughing at Yeti every time he did it after insisting he wasn't as stupid as me.

It was worth it.

For now though, remember: oregano, rosemary, dill or garlic.

Comments

[Ron]

Now why didn't I think of the alarm clock thing?

Last time I (think) I had concussion, I knocked myself out on my bathroom cabinet. Drunk as a skunk. Woke up on the bathroom floor a few minutes later.

I think I *knew* I should try and stay awake, but I don't think I managed to beat the alcohol, and could well have died in my sleep, but I reasoned that as long as I was asleep I was too battered to care.....Hope you're ok tho!

[PB Curtis]

Hello!
"There is almost nothing in the world that cannot be improved upon by oregano, rosemary, dill or garlic"

I'm resisting the impulse to list hundreds of ways to fill the mouth pleasurably that would be worsened.

[Saltation]

>There is almost nothing in the world that cannot be improved upon by oregano, rosemary, dill or garlic.

re the last one, i can think of a major one: sex

[The Captain of This Boat]

Ron - they say you should be woken up every hour when you have a concussion or you could die. OR something. I'm a bit fuzzy on the details, I just know the hour thing.

Is that *shhh* a PB sighting? shit, I didn't even know you were around. Now that I've acknowledged the phenonenom does that mean you'll go away? Like something in the corner of your eye that is gone when you turn your head to look at it?

Good to see you, though. Well, all of you - really, as always.