My sick boyfriend

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IM from just now-ish:

Me: But feeling good now. Might help that I ate tons of fruits and veggies last night and am having vegan stuff for breakfast instead of the sausage biscuits I've been tending to have.

james_huber: yeah, you can't just eat sausage and biscuits for breakfast every day and expect it to not affect you

Me: yep

I had wtfpotatoes syndrome: let's see, what can I pop into the microwave and eat with minimal mess and no cooking?

Oh, look, Betty has a box of eight squillion Jimmy Dean sausage biscuits in her freezer. Problem solved!

Him: oh man, it's worse than I thought. I was sort of assuming you made biscuits and sausage. No wonder you weren't feeling well. That Jimmy Dean shit will kill you!

now I've got the ghost of Michael Jackson in my head singing to the tune of Billy Jean:

Jimmy Dean is not my friend
He's just a man who sells me sausage and stuff.
on the pot
wondrin what
did I do?
the man is not my friend

Me: oh, god.

you're twisted

(burlesque photo of the day is a dude, but it's fun/interesting, so you get to look at it anyway: http://rmjwell.livejournal.com/1102922.html )

so yeah, strange correlation between not eating Jimmy Dean and feeling like not-shit. I'll have to remember that. :-)

Him: Oh great, now I have every Village People song ever stuck in my head

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