Thursday, October 18, 2007

Drugs that I am on plus breast cancer month equals confusion


My back stopped working on Tuesday morning because I bent over. I became the monkey-man before homo erectus on the evolutionary chart. I became someone who could not round her back, nor twist.


Needless to say, it interferes.


Now I am on muscle relaxers and pain killers. Partly, this is wonderful. I have never slept so much in my life. I have never had such vivid dreams. I am incapable of stress.


Except that lots of times I'm not sure if I'm really seeing things or not. Like, I just saw this commercial I'll call "Be My Bra." I think it was about breast cancer. I think being a bra means being supportive. There were lots of people saying, "I am your bra." People of all ages, races, creeds, sizes and shapes. They were all being bras. Was this real?

10 comments:

potato said...

Was there anyone attractive in the commercial who needs a human bra?

Anonymous said...

Everyone is attractive to me with my muscle relaxer goggles on.

Kathryn said...

if you save me a muscle relaxer i will soooooo be your bra.

i like muscle relaxers even more than diet coke. even more than puppies and sunshine. a lot.

potato said...

You were not hallucinating.
http://www.lifetimetv.com/games/be-my-bra/
The people at Lifetime must get a lot of free muscle relaxers.

Anonymous said...

Okay, that's just weird. I suppose it's going to turn out to be true that Joe Pesci was rapping that one crazy night back in college, too.

Anonymous said...

I made my bra. It's on my personal blog, accompanied by a really irritating theme song. You can make your own bras there. Bra means person in this context. I think my bra totally looks like me.

Kathryn said...

i thought you needed a bra id to make a bra. i don't get it.

hey literati, come to the goldstar tonight at 7:30! everyone is going to be there, possibly in the fetal position covering their heads if a tornado hits. what fun!

Megan said...

i hate the gold star. the gold star is hell on earth. did a tornado strike it? i am sick and bitchy today. bleh. sarah, i want muscle relaxers, too. pony up.

Anonymous said...

If you come to dinner tonight, you might reach under your chair and find a warm Old Style and...a muscle relaxer!!!!!

potato said...

Everyone hates the goldstar. Even the goldstar hates the goldstar. Still, they have Carlsberg.