Monday, March 25, 2013

The Tales of My Demise Are…Mostly Spot-On

In case you haven’t heard, I died last week.

At least it felt that way.

Although I had nowhere near the brush with death that Ash had last week (eegads!!) I felt like I was moments away from my first interview with the Grim Reaper. 

Influenza is a bitch.  Don’t get it.  It makes you feel like your arms and head and legs all want to be glued to the ground but your chest is all “We’ve gotta cough and jump and cough mothafuckaaaas!!”.

Influenza is a bitch especially when you are trying to finish packing for a move.

Thankfully, through the kindness and love of my amazing parents and wonderful friends, I was able to survive the week and get all moved into the new apartment.

I’ll be spending the next couple of days fully cleaning out the Barpartment, organizing (and perhaps naming? I’m up for suggestions!) the new homestead, and catching up on all of the blogs I missed last week in my DayQuil/NyQuil coma.

Hope you’re all doing splendidly!

Love and non-contagious kisses,
Annie Jay


  1. Glad you're feeling better and all moved in!

  2. Wow, hope you continue to feel better and YAY for being all moved in to the new place. :)

  3. Getting over it here, too. Glad you're almost better and almost moved out!

  4. Awww sorry to hear you were feeling shitty. 2 words. Food Poisoning. I seriously thought I was dying. I'm glad you moved in alright though. Get renters insurance!!!!! DO IT!!! DO IT NOW!!!!!


  5. you poor thing! Did you get a flu shot?? Glad you're all moved in, though. Pictures! Pictures!