Comments: The Future Is No Place to Place Your Better Days

Oh dear! I hope it's nothing serious! Get well soon!

Posted by John at March 24, 2005 12:45 AM

Oh no! If your insides rot and fall out where will we go for zingers like the opening paragraph? You're too funny to die.

Posted by Biggest Fan, literally at March 24, 2005 11:55 AM

Do get well soon,your mother looks as mad as you sound.Is that the wooden bridge in Wicklow that's ehh,non wooden.

Posted by tommy at March 24, 2005 06:50 PM

Thanks for the happy-health wishings. I am sure that their magic will float to my rotten innards and heal them with their fabulous vibes.

That's a bridge somewhere in the northwest, I'm not sure where exactly. We just followed the road until it took us to a pub. And a bridge. Aye, Mam's a nutcase alright.

Posted by neuro-praxis at March 24, 2005 07:21 PM

Oh cripes. Let me guess.

Your endometrial layer is over-abundant! Time for a doom filled scrape and scoop of some magnitude.

My granny says you should save your endometrium and use it as fertiliser for your pansies. I would take this advice with a drum of salt though. She also thinks that if you eat Bran Flakes, you will go demented. As in psychologically disturbed.

No doubt you are hovering over a watering can to collect your ablutions as we speak.

I have eaten Bran Flakes for some time and I am completely balanced and well rounded.

Posted by embee at March 25, 2005 12:01 AM

Push out the jive, bring in the love.

Posted by adrian at March 25, 2005 01:05 PM

Deary me. Whatever about the long-term consequences, I hope you at least feel better soon. If its any consolation, my sister has actual ovarian cysts and is heading for a hystorectamy (sp?) one of these days. Its alright though - she's beyond clone spawning age anyway, although surely not beyond the upper threshold for manically creating child armies in evil underground laboratories? Who knows.

As I just said to skittishkitten, I've just found I can store my loose plectrums in my LOTR Minas Tirith keepsake box. How could that NOT cheer you up?

But on a less happy note, you also mentioned the "Thesis" word. You have stolen all my joy, YOU FIEND! I hope some world-ending cataclysmic event takes place on or before April 4th.

Posted by mr_angry at March 26, 2005 12:14 PM

I too hope that the results will prove there's nothing much to worry about!

I got here from Blogs by Women and got quite a few chuckles from your writing as my reward so I'll probably be back.

Posted by Arethusa at March 31, 2005 09:27 PM