Cough, cough: 2nd Day

aye. Aye! I'm still at it. I was contemplating writing the whole damn thing in "sickie" mode so you can feel my pain but that would be cruel. (snickers...id nodd add if i coont when my node id stuffd up like dis and my ears hurd tho bad!)

The only time I think we "vampires" suck is when we are sick. We make the same blood curdling noises of the "schleeuck" when we inhale the snot to prevent the un-courtesy of it trickling down from our nasal cavities like a four year old. The feel of it pulling back is brutal and I think the fates meant it that way so as to teach us not to do it, and if I get my hands on the asshole that initiated the concept that it is rude to blow your nose in public and far better to suck it in, I will choke the living shit out of them for their audacity! Thank the gods we don't have the pointy ears most would attribute to our kind otherwise we would suffer far worse the earaches like the one I have now. Today I sucked in a lot of sickness goo and each time my ears popped it was bloody murder and made me want to kill something just for the sake of it. I ate a homemade brownie for breakfast as chocolat is a main staple of my diet for its sugar-energy effect and its caffeine rush. I was hurled over the porcelain god worshiping his almighty of "cruelty" within ten minutes of consumption of one of my favorite treats! Cinnamon laced double dark fudgey dense brownies! I am still hard up for one again even though I know it will make me ill again. Being the glutton for punishment, I did consume another bit of heaven with a dose of chocolat almond chip ice cream and hot fudge just to show my stomach who is boss around here! Woe is me!

I accomplished much and did nothing today but suck in snot and blow my nose and fetch pizza for the hungry beast that is my ravenous daughter. Shit, she's sick too and can eat a side of cow when she is and I can't stomach motion sickness or loud noise and lights or breathing. Hard to believe we're from the same family tree, let alone species, with the way she eats. I'm glad, though, as she is healthy and it shows I am a good momma kitty when it comes to my kit. Anyhoo...I'm thoroughly hungry and know there's some critter not safe when this "bug" is over and I want meat and raw meat and lots of it. I can't spend football Superbowl Sunday like this. How else can a creature of the night celebrate gratuitous sexy man-beasts all bent over and crunching into one another for a little piece of the parts we discard-the hides??~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves. (sniffles)