micah

Thanks for the get-well wishes folks. Thee Micah is now dandy-schmandy
Still coughing up the remains of it; but at least I dont sound like I have emphysema

Anyways, with the subsiding of my illness I now feel the annoying, nagging bite of cabin fever. MUST GET OUT! I havent had a drop of La Alcohol in a week. That should be blasphemy.

Problem though I called/e-mailed all of my social contacts in an effort to relieve said cabin fever and everyone is broke. Damn economy Soooooo only one thing for it: DINNER PARTY!
Spanish sheep cheese, Pitas and Hummus, Homemade salsa, and wine, wine, wine, wine, wine, wine, WINE! All provided by yours truly I know; I rule

Problem is trying to arrange a date/time everyone is available. It seems as my friends get older, their schedules get tighter. Merrr. I hope that doesnt happen to me.. Im hoping to someday lead a nonchalant, carefree existence.

Guess I need to be rich. Or move to Greece and become a street bum

So.. anyways: Whos the last person you made-out with? I havent made-out in a while and I want to live vicariously though you people


-Der Micahen