spacker
nobody told me that the worst side effect from all my medication would be that i would lose my mind.
the drugs really should come with a warning label: while using this drug, patients should not operate heavy machinery. or shower.
not only have i taken the car up two one-way streets, jumped the curb at least twice, burned myself on the iron, nicked my hands with a chef's knife, grated my thumb into a pile of parmesan cheese, and set off the smoke alarm so often it sounds like we're at defcon 2, i have apparently also forgotten how to use toiletries.
this morning in the shower, i shampooed my hair as usual, rinsed it, and picked up the conditioner...which i then dispensed into my hand and proceeded to rub all over my body. i couldn't figure out why it wouldn't lather.
five minutes later, i applied hair product to my face, for that bouncy, manageable look that turns heads on the street.
and i can't be sure, but i have the strong aroma suspicion that i applied deodorant only to one (1) armpit.
i am the energizer bunny of spacking. i just keep going...and going...and going...
Comments
i think i need to show this entry to my mom to prove to her that my grandma keeps saying crazy stuff because of the DRUGS.
Posted by: brandt | February 21, 2003 02:17 PM
spacking? what is this spacking that you speak of?
Posted by: paul | February 21, 2003 03:55 PM
Please God, let it be the drugs. I will then have a better excuse than just old age and just plain ol' being coo-coo.
Posted by: auntb | February 21, 2003 04:26 PM
Take my word for it -- It ain't the
drugs -- it's the genes!!
Posted by: yr maw | February 21, 2003 07:48 PM
julie, you spacker! it's not a word in this country!
Posted by: terry | February 21, 2003 09:25 PM
That sounds like an average day for me back in college. My only drug was sleep deprivation. Although, I'm not sure that I've ever spacked.
Posted by: johnp | February 22, 2003 03:03 PM