05.01.04
off to vegas! wait. oops.
my birthday was good, but i was sick. i was extremely ill last week, and a lot of it was a blur. i spent a lot of time in bed. in bed sick. that means i was really sick. i generally don’t get sick enough to avoid feeling guilty for staying home, but this was really bad. i had a lot of those strange “sick dreams” too, where you lie in bed half-asleep, half-awake, and the sounds from the tv and the sickness and the thoughts racing through your head all combine to form this glazed over reality where you’re not sure if judge judy is yelling at you while you’re sick in bed, and whether the cat is walking on the ceiling.
but i’m okay now. except for one thing — the cough. about every 2 minutes i have to hack. hack hack hack. it’s nasty. and i feel sorry for the people around me. i take a swig of robitussin DM and put a honey cough drop in my mouth, but it doesn’t stop the cough from coming.
last week, i got the iJoy Turbo Massage Chair. i never thought i would own a massage chair, but i do now. and it ROCKS. i have the purple one. yes, purple. i like purple, so go to hell. 
the rollers feel like big fists. i suggest you sit in one if you’re ever at the sharper image. i know you probably don’t go in that store. but i do. so you should too.
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moving on to today, this was the day that i’m supposed to go on my trip to las vegas. i was supposed to leave at 1pm. it didn’t happen because of traffic and the fact that i couldn’t get my ass out of the house fast enough, so now i get to sit at the airport until 7:45pm, which is where i am now. see the pics below, which i just took w/ my digital camera and posted. talk about real-time journal!
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yay! free internet!
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my vantage point sitting at jfk and waiting. what you see is what i see!
notice, i said i’m there now. but i’m posting. how can that be? because i’m flying jetBlue! they have FREE wireless internet throughout the ENTIRE TERMINAL. OH YEAH BABY. anyway, moving past that, when mark realized that i wouldn’t make it on my flight he decided to stay with me and we wandered around JFK for the entire day and ate at TGI Friday’s. the stupid waitress there disappeared for like 45 minutes. it’s a good thing we didn’t have to make a flight. mark left her a penny, the universal sign of “you’re a stupid bitch”. of course, that was in addition to her normal 15% tip.
anyway, i’m excited about my trip. i need to get away from the apartment that constantly has things to be done, my shitty job that i’m looking to change, and all the other complications in my life. i’m sorry i lost a whole day sitting in the airport, though. anyway, my dad and i are doing something really exciting on wednesday. we’re driving to los angeles. and do you know WHY? HUH? DO YOU? DO YOU? LET ME TELL YOU!!
WE’RE GOING TO BE ON THE PRICE IS RIGHT!
will i get to be a contestant? who knows. it’s not random… they interview every audience member ahead of time and choose the most enthusiastic overweight women, fratboys, and marines. so it’s not likely. but if i win an oil painting, an RV, and a grandfather clock, i will share the wealth! the show will be airing on 5/19, so assuming all goes well, i will post an update about it.
other than that, i’m going to blow a lot of money on blackjack. but maybe i’ll win. because i’m practicing my “strategy”. so we’ll see. anyway, i hopefully will be able to not lose *too* much. but i’m not going to bore you with my stupid gambling talk.
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