there is a virus still lurking in my body. i can feel it when i cough really hard and i think my lungs are bleeding, but they aren't. and i'm getting used to the death rattle cough, but it's still there, down in there behind my sternum. fucking thing.

i can't ever remember being this sick. even when i had the kidney stone when i was pregnant, it wasn't like this. it was way more painful and infuriating. but this sick, is just the worst sick i've ever had.

and it's all phycho jen's fault. i'm kidding it's not. but it started before i went to her stupid irish day party. i was all excited to go too, and them blammo - sick. like instantly sick. like i'm watching tv and i get sick during a commercial. it happened about that fast.

and them i'm sick for days and days. and i have a fever for days and days. and despite my best efforts i give the sick to hubbin and boo. and that makes me a terrible person, i feel terrible anyway. and i cry. i cry because i can't do it and i want my mom. which makes me cry more. then, mom comes like she always does, just this time with a little help and i don't feel like an orphan. but i make a mental note not to set the expectation so high with boo. sure i'll be there when she's sick, but i'm not going to clean her bathroom and her kitchen they way my mom did.

and then, i get sick. and i can't keep anything in. and i get my period. and it's like i'll never be me again. never never never.

cooper has been like the best dog ever since boo popped on the scene. and he was pretty much a dog without a home for the last two weeks while we were all on vacay.

wapa took him for a week. and i'm sure the snarfage with eif was legendary since wapa gave him a bath. they probably soaked each other with spit making out. i've seen it happen. coop and eif are shameless with their love.

it is one of my favorite things seeing coop and eif snarf. it's just cute and funny because, yes dogs love each other. and coop loves eif - he has for a long time. that's why it's so hard to admit that i like seeing cooper with boo more than eif.

but little boo is making a marshmellow out of our dog. she pats him and talks to him and pulls at his paws and plays with his nails. he'd never let hubbin or i do that. she's one of the pack and he knows it. he licks her and protects her and it warms my heart.

snarfage with eif is nice, but it's nothing compared to the squeals of delight from boo as she tries to get coopers tail as he's wagging it.

eif is still part of the family, just don't tell her she's second on the list.

george clooney

not usually my type, but more my mental type than any of the other dml-ers. and he isn't on the dml, i like him too much. the dml is for those hot, bright, chemical attractions that i can't do anything about. clooney stikes a different cord with me. a better one. it's a whole other list that this guy is on. i don't even have a name for it yet. maybe it's just the george clooney list.

the g-spot is on my list because of the FYI. film your issue. clooney is sponsoring a film short contest for people ages 18 to 26 to raise awareness about what matters to those in this age group. there is a big ad in ew about it, or should i say an anti-ad. a personal message from george basically daring people not to do it. and not scarcastically either. it was like, the world is full of people who don't care and they will talk you out of doing this, but if you do send me a film, i'll watch it and take it seriously.

nice

good night and good luck was one of the best films that i saw last year and it made more of a comment of the state of affaris today than munich did. clooney is much more subtle and therefore more powerful. it's not other people, it's ourselves.

hollywood isn't cranking out the smart sexy types anymore. the wilson brothers would qualify if they stopped play doofuses. clooney is a dying breed of good looks and smarts with a quick wit and a goofy side. i know he sleeps with a pig, but every good house has a skeleton in the closet.

george is the it-man. he's what hollywood needs more of right now. crackerjack guys with a conscience and a wink to let you know it's fun, but it matters.

although, this will all change with oceans 13.

so while we are waiting for pizza pizza pizza! hubbin walks up and shows me the new little thingymabob that he's working on and goes into the schpeal about what it does and what he's doing to it. and it's ingenius really. i can't talk specifics, since it's classified. but goddamn do i feel like a turdbrain.

like i sleep with this guy who has the whole other life. he leaves the house in the morning and does all of this amazing incrediable stuff and i sit here, watch and play with Boo, IM jcsg, and play spades online. i'm hiding an addiction "24" and i feel like sleeping all the time.

but the guy that i screw is like fucking brilliant and i don't get to see that work/smart side of him because that's what he does when he's away from me. i just realized that he's freakysmart, not just regular smart.

and me?

i'm a blob.