Peas On My Knees Dot Com

I am trying out this new thing where I don't take sleeping pills and I try to fall asleep on my own. It's going about as well as you'd expect.

However, my coworkers are all convinced that I am still deathly contagious, so they've avoided me for the past few days and I've been able to work without being cranky. Besides, I've discovered that I'm more alert with sleep deprivation than with a sleeping pill hangover.

But strep-wise, I am feeling 100% better and am back to my regularly scheduled kissing. WHEW.

I was determined to avoid YouTube videos today (the recent volume of video Shortcakes is a sure sign that I need some REM sleep), but I do have to pass along some links. You need to click on these right away, if you know I know what’s good for you:

1. Stuff White People Like. Examples: Mos Def, difficult breakups and knowing what's best for poor people. This site is KILLING ME in the best way. God bless Steve for sending me this link. Automatically a new favorite.

2. Casey Reid's Myspace profile. Listen to "Oh Sweet Beacon." Then listen to it again. And again. Then three more times in your head because you can't get rid of it. It's perfect and I love it.

3. Witness Wing Chun's brilliance on the Telefile. There are a million reasons to worship her, but this entry says it all. Why have I never thought about this? Why haven't my friends brought this up? And how much do you want to see every episode she just scenario...ed out for us?

4. The greatest site that has yet to be written:

Him: God, this is incredible.

Me: See?

Him: It's like massaging my knee. It fits on it perfectly. SO much better than the bottle of rum.

Me:  Dude, frozen peas are the best. I told you.

Him: So how long am I supposed to do this?

Me: Well, they say you should ice it down for about 20 minutes, but you're wearing jeans so -

Him: Who are 'they'?

Me: You know, sites about knee injuries and stuff.

Him: That's so awesome. Did they say to get the kind with onions, or...

Me: ...

Him: You know, a particular brand?

Me: It wasn't specifically about peas, man. Just ice.

Him: Oooo-ooooh. (Proceeds to die laughing with me.)