Friday, April 28, 2006
The Class Struggle Continues
Roommate Liz has fleas.
We can't be precisely sure how she contracted them, as she isn't a stray collie, but my bet is that it was from one of her many unsavory sexual encounters. No, in truth we believe they stemmed from the less-adorable-in-retrospect canine who lived in my condo before us. (Not by himself, although that would make an amazing Disney movie, likely starring Tim Allen.) But certainly it's a sobering development; rather than a Friday night on the town, we'll be having a Bug Bomb in my living room. I hope at least I get a decent contact high.
Of course, since it's us, we've decided to make an event out of this. We're going to wear camouflage pants and paint our faces for full-on combat with the encroaching enemy. There will also be a head-to-head viewing of Platoon and Arachnaphobia. And of course a box of wine. You know it's the good stuff when it tastes like Kool-Aid.
I have been scratching ever since I found out the diagnosis, however. And just when I thought I was out of ways to make strangers on the train think I'm crazy! Good times.
Roommate Liz has fleas.
We can't be precisely sure how she contracted them, as she isn't a stray collie, but my bet is that it was from one of her many unsavory sexual encounters. No, in truth we believe they stemmed from the less-adorable-in-retrospect canine who lived in my condo before us. (Not by himself, although that would make an amazing Disney movie, likely starring Tim Allen.) But certainly it's a sobering development; rather than a Friday night on the town, we'll be having a Bug Bomb in my living room. I hope at least I get a decent contact high.
Of course, since it's us, we've decided to make an event out of this. We're going to wear camouflage pants and paint our faces for full-on combat with the encroaching enemy. There will also be a head-to-head viewing of Platoon and Arachnaphobia. And of course a box of wine. You know it's the good stuff when it tastes like Kool-Aid.
I have been scratching ever since I found out the diagnosis, however. And just when I thought I was out of ways to make strangers on the train think I'm crazy! Good times.
