Plathological

Very Pedestrian

After being intellectually stimulated by a movie about young New York Debutantes, I ate a lemon, which made my eye twitch with bitterness, and two cloves of garlic, which made my face flush as if it’d been slapped and gave me terrible heartburn, then I collapsed as a trailing afterthought into bed. There was an illness, you see, that was creeping up on me after two nights of drinking and slowly turning me into I-Ache-Don’t-Stand-or-Karaoke-,nor—Do-I-Dance that had to be dealt with last night. So, that was that, and the grammar, I realize, in all this, is choppy. But, the structure of the thing is presently inconsequential as I have things to get on with yet felt an update would only be polite. School’s started—all this stuff to mull over, and my special pen keeps popping up everywhere. Salute.