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Oh my GOodNESS, where did the time go!? (Translation: WHAT'S today's date!? How long was I out?)
Oh my, what a head. Usually, the only thing on my mid is a heaving bosm (Olde English), but the only thing heaving is my stomach. Is this normal? And will my eyes ever roll back down out of my head? They feel like they want to pop down to the corner pub for a bit, but I don't trust 'em... Had a father leave that way once, "I'll just be down to the chemist's for a pack, love. Back in a flash, you'll never know I'm gone."
Nope, if I let these guys out of my sight, I'll never see them again. And then my brain will have another escape route, instead of slowly leaking out of my ears.
Ugh... I'm afraid to let go of my head, as the ceiling's a lot lower than it looks right now, and I don't expect IT to come back either. And WHY do I have furr in my mouth?
What I wouldn't give for next month. It should all be back to normal then, right?
Should I be having flashbacks? I'm not sure they're mine, but none-the-less, WHOA! What is IN those things? Do you have to license them or will the UN come in to inspect?
I swear, I stuck my tongue out, and there are TYRE TRACKS. Granted, only Bicycle tracks, but still...
I don't feel so good.
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