"it isn't lupus! it's never lupus! there's no such thing as lupus!"

this is all getting way too meta for me.

& the title is…"bungalow!" ('cause it's like a "home-s")

bitch, please. it's NEVER "exhaustion."

no one's told me i can't go anywhere so i guess i'm ok on that score. the thing that bothers me the most is that i can't donate blood, marrow, organs, etc anymore. (altho i'm ruled out on this anyway b/c i happened to be in england for a few months in 1982-83 when they had some bad cow in the food chain & i could…

fortunately, i'm fairly healthy otherwise so it hasn't really affected me yet. it does come in handy to call in sick when i want & there's nothing "going around" & i haven't recently exhibited symptoms of the flu, etc. "my malaria's acting up, i'll be fine in a couple of days."

of course, you still can't get an abortion.

they each have their own planet so they good.

followed by kwanzaa-bot and hanukkah zombie.

right on target! (or as eyegore would say, "on the nosie!")

i was taking preventive meds but managed to contract 3 different strains anyway, one of which was the fatal one. that one was cured but the recurrent one remains. if i had my druthers, i would catch chimichangas instead.

i contracted malaria in papua new guinea. true story. still have it to this day.

Dear Mr. Nudeador Viking the Third,
Your ideas are intriguing to me and I wish to subscribe to your newsletter.

i misread this as "a bunch of CGI Temuera Mormons" which is nice!

duobus capitibus…lol!

fun fact - i knew the other head was rosey grier & won a strand of plastic glow-in-the-dark rosary beads in a trivia contest!

now i hear THAT comment in gene's voice! ARE YOU GENE??? (also in gene's voice)

traveling around in a van! with gene always asking for snacks! & tina in a turtleneck!

i'm hearing your comment in gene's voice!

nope, it's wuntch.