Being Sick Sucks

Well, that’s how I feel about the situation, but here’s a poll for y’all to fill out so I can get a better insight into these sorts of things:

Every day’s an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger’s face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
– “Homeward Bound” by Simon and Garfunkel

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Chewy Gets Suddenly and Terribly Sick

Poor, little fella. The good news is he’s doing all right now. The bad news was he had [name of sickness thing that hopefully Tara will know because I’m currently drawing a blank], which, despite myself never having experienced, is not a fun time. Lots of vomiting, lots of unpleasantness, lots of sad puppy eyes. He had to stay at the animal hospital for two nights, but it was for the better as he got the right care and attention. He just needs to watch what he eats…an objective not easily achieved as Chewy will eat just about anything within a lick’s length.

Sleep, she comes to steal the ones who
Fill their glass and leave the rest
Whose teeth get brushed, who eat enough
And who know how to treat their friends
– “Plea for a Good Night’s Rest” by Devon Sproule

I’m a Real Romantic, You See

Well…did she?

Place your bets.

Twenty-five, all of these mixed emotions
Tangled up in pure confusion
It’s hard to let go of the past, but it seems
Easier as time is moving
Well, you said he makes you laugh
And he makes you happy
He sees you smiling back
It is everlasting
– “Tailor Made” by Colbie Caillat

Applebee’s Makes Tara Sick For Days, Woo-hoo

I told Tara that from now on I’m only going to take her to the finest of eateries, such as Wendy’s and the Dollar Tree for multiple packs of chicken-flavored Ramen noodles, since she keeps getting sick at any place a notch higher than those. Actually, she’s never gotten sick from Panera Bread. So, y’know, that’s a relief. Cause I don’t know what I’d do without that place. The soup and bread is just too good. For those playing along at home, we’ve already lost Chili’s earlier this year…and now this. Rest in peace, Applebee’s Neighborhood Grill and Bar.

We blame the Strawberry Limeade. Eat at your own risk…

And all the gold dust in her eyes won’t reform into a ring
You had and lost the one thing
You kept in a safe place
Remember the face
Of the girl who had made you her own
And how you left her alone
– “Star Mile” by Joshua Radin

Being Sick Leads to Acronym Fun

Got any favorite acronyms? I’ve always enjoyed ASAP, just because it can be fun to say. Also, WTF and FUBAR, while not always people-friendly, get an approving nod from me. Still, if SOUP were an actual acronym for helping the ill get better, mine would be: Sandwich…Obduracy…Unicorn Magic…and Playstation 2.

She walks to the mailbox each morning at nine
Every day she begins she’s always one day behind
At least when it comes to the mail
– “Bloodshot” by Jack’s Mannequin

#376 – Rocky Hike

Woah! Check out that Schindler’s List usage of color! Hmm. I wonder what it symbolizes? Sacrifice? Despair? Directions? Aqua?

Wow, it’s Friday already. Know what that means, kiddos? Vacation officially begins one week from today. To say I’m beyond excited is…well, it tis what it tis. For now, the weekend consists of two things I absolutely hate doing: getting a haircut and buying a bathsuit. FUN FACT: I have not bought a bathing suit in at least…five years. Gah. I hope y’all are doing something more enjoyable than that. Hmm? Hmm?

Question of the day: Why on Earth do men think they look good in speedos?

Haven’t you heard it’s a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There’s room for you inside
“Us and Them” by Pink Floyd

#368 – Grandmother Passes Away

Looking at the remainder of comics for the week, seeing the subjects they touch upon, I really don’t see myself writing much down here. I’ll let the art speak for itself, at least for the time being.

Oh, why do they leave?
Oh, why do they leave?
On the day that you needed them the most
Simple cards and things
Rose-colored sunsets, no flowers for me
– “Why Do They Leave?” by Ryan Adams