I only bought it a week ago, but the two of us are already attached at the lip (see what I did there?). When I'm away from it, I feel a great sense of longing. Unless it's somewhere in my line of vision, things just aren't right with the world.
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| This is an identical replica of my water bottle (except mine's three dimensional). Isn't she a beaut? |
But don't you scoff. Everyone has that one item they just can't leave the house without.
We like to think we're not the clingy, OCD hoarders we were as toddlers, but we are! We've just replaced blankies and teddy bears with iPhones, hairbands and Altoids.
Both Char and Francie (mah sistahs) feel downright ill without a tube of Carmex in their pockets. Char actually wrote it on her 'Things To Take To The Hospital For When I Go Into Labour' list. Warning: never try to sneak a sip from one of their drinking vessels. Medicinal lip balm city. It's like a funeral in your mouth.
Andy loves a piece of gum or ballpoint pen to chew on. My mutti simply adores her generic brand cough drops, and my dad can't ride in the car without a recently burned CD of his current favourite songs.
Ah well, at least all these security blankets are fairly harmless. At Gonzaga, I went through a stage where I couldn't sit through class without a hot chocolate from the Ultimate Bagel (my place of employment). Unlike your typical hot chocolate, I would fill up the cup only 1/4 of the way with hot chocolate, and fill the rest with whipped cream. THOSE. WERE. THE. DAYS.
Health update
Before I go—YES, I am feeling better! Thanks for your concern and kind words. Last night, after a spicy curry and a few episodes of America's Next Top Model, my fever broke!
The silver lining of being "poorly" is that you get to feel amazing once it's over. It's like you forgot how brilliant normal feels.
I was so euphoric to be feeling better, that I started a spontaneous, sweatpants-hiked-up-to-the-ribs dance party in our kitchen. The fact that a Chinese study abroad student was watching us from her flat across the road only made me dance crazier. As I'm sure you've gathered, I love an audience.
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| Gonzaga University dorm room, 2005. Replace Barbie with Andy and that was pretty much the scene in our kitchen last night. There's nothing more liberating than hiking up your sweatpants to the sky! |
Tomorrow I'm going to talk about something other than myself. Just for a change, and in order to retain any lingering shred of likability. What should it be? Politics? The economy? Physics? Dinosaurs? Let's pray it's none of those, but something really fascinating nonetheless.
Llama,
Margaret
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Dinosaurs!
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