Club Music, druged drinks, and zombie birds, all from the comfort of my bed.

First thing's first. I no longer feel like a nerd for knowing the song "One Night In Bangkok"(you've heard it on the radio, trust me) as I have now found a club mix version of the song. I still feel like a nerd for knowing the guy who originally sung it is the brother of the guy who played Giles on Buffy, or that it is from a little know musical called Chess. Besides I still prefer the original, and need to find a video of Chess or even the album, vinyl if I can.

I tried a NeoCitrin tonight to try to cut down on my cough that I've had, and I didn't realize till I was making it that it's got more drugs in it than a fistful of Tylonol 3's. No wonder my mom told me not to drink it if I was planing on going anywhere. By the way, not even 1/4 cup of sugar can make it sweeter.

As for the event mentioned here the bird didn't just fly into the window, it zoomed down at an angle string towards my head as I was on the couch. It's hunting me even in un-death. As Sarah said, the bird's been unearthed, it didn't just happen. People can be zombies, why not birds? Back me up Sim, you're my zombie man!

P.S. Ryan, you need to check out The Producers musical by Mel Brooks. Something tells me you'd like the show within a show. Catch me online and I'll send you a file.