I felt better when I got up this morning. I can never catch a break eh. Heh. Well, the headache and sickness was pretty much gone, but the tiredness remained. I almost stayed home from work. But then at the last second I went anyway. Because I'm a good boy. I performed the essential duties and was allowed to go home quickly. You can't beat that with a stick.

On my way home I walked by the kitties. They were sitting in the exact same spot as yesterday. All close together. I hope the janitors do take care of them. Won't it get too cold for them to sit outside always? it's been freezing lately already.

Then I spent the most of the day in bed. Just because I could.

I also started helping Skye with her auctions. I feel like a busy little clerk hehe. It's nice to help her out. I just hope I don't mess anything up. "Hi you won the auction for a tiny sticker, please send me $400, thank you!". Or something to that effect.

And if I wasn't logged into Skye's email account then I would be sending email to chunkylover53@aol.com yes I would. Although they've probably shut it down by now. Because Danish TV is always so far behind. Props to whoever knows who that email address belongs to.
that's right, it's the chunky lover homer simpson
Last night I was lying in bed being a sicko and watching Alias. I mean, being sick. And Mrs Hot Superspy drives a car over the edge and into the water and it plunges in and sinks. This suddenly brought back childhood memories. No, I was never in a car that sank under water. But I was always terrified of it happening. Seriously. That was back when we actually had a car. And back when I left the house on occasion. We would visit my grandparents regularly. And we would have to take the ferry to get to them. If we brough our car then we had to drive off the ferry, onto those ramps and onto safe ground. And if we didn't bring our own car then my grandparents would pick us up in their car and we'd be driving around the parking lot on the harbour. And it was literally right up to the water. I was always so scared that we'd take a wrong turn and somehow end up in the water. Sometimes it was so bad that I was sitting there and almost panicking. Until we were away from the harbour.

I don't know why I was so afraid of it. I guess the idea of being in a submerged car was just so horrifying to me that it would scare me even though the chances of it happening were below minimal.

I remember trying to find out what I should do if it happened. Watching something on TV. Just so I would know how to react if it happened.

I think it was something about opening the window slightly so you let the water in slowly. That equalizes the pressure so you're able to open the door and swim out and up. I think.

Right around that time I was also reading Star Wars comics (have I told the story of my first Star Wars comic? If I have then it's probably buried under 3 years worth of entries so I should tell it again some time). And there was a story with an underwater civilization. One of the good guys was underwater with some sort of breathing device and it got destroyed somehow and he (and others I think) had to get to the surface. But they couldn't go too fast or there would be bubbles in their blood and they'd die horribly. This contributed to my "being submerged in a car in water" fear. Because what if I escaped but then I went up to the surface too fast and I died from that instead?

I guess that's what is called the bends.

Main Entry: 2bend
Function: noun
Date: 15th century
1 : the act or process of bending : the state of being bent
2 : something that is bent: as a : a curved part of a stream or road b : 1WALE 2 -- usually used in plural
3 plural but singular or plural in construction : a sometimes fatal disorder that is marked by neuralgic pains and paralysis, distress in breathing, and often collapse and that is caused by the release of gas bubbles (as of nitrogen) in tissue upon too rapid decrease in air pressure after a stay in a compressed atmosphere -- usually used with the; called also caisson disease, decompression sickness; compare AEROEMBOLISM
- around the bend : MAD, CRAZY

Indeed.

I don't have that fear of driving a car into water anymore. But who knows, maybe it'll come back if I ever start driving in cars and taking ferries again.

You never know, maybe I'm destined to die that way.

Or maybe I'll never go near a harbour again.

Okay, I couldn't get this site to work because of my security settings, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it would be right up my alley. I miss the chickens. Funny little things.

That's it. I'm going to go ask Sydney if she needs a partner in spying. I like to dress up and go around in slowmotion to a cool soundtrack. I was born for the job.

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