I guess it's Brett's turn to be depicted as Lost character, I know, you're thinking, "Does Jeff have a life at all outside of Lost and the Jazz?" My answer is no, so quit asking. During my bout with stomach flu all day today, (which I was grateful for Asheigh for bringing me juice and soup) I had a chance to get reacquainted with an old friend, Lost, as I watched a few episodes in between my visits to the toilet all day. All told, I threw up about 8 times, and I won't even mention what else was coming out the other end. I knew I was screwed when Alan told me Wednesday, "We've been throwing up all week." Thanks Alan. Back to Brett, there are some similarities between he and Charlie. First, Charlie is really strange and not a lot of people understand him, and he's misunderstood in a way much similar to Brett. He also says really dumb things sometimes that only he finds funny. Heck, they even have the same crappy beard. Plus I don't really like Charlie so that's why it reminds me of my relationship with Brett. As for my stomach virus, it's finally subsided, so tomorrow I'll get reacquainted with another friend, food.
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Jeff, I remember your last stomach flu came from eating food that had been on the counter too long. Your relapse seems eerily similar to Homer's inability to throw out the 3 month old Hogie Sandwich discovered first behind the radiator and then on his chest beneath the bed sheets. "Oh, I can't stay mad at you." Ashleigh, put your foot down!
There must be a direct correlation between Jeff's sexual frustrations and his sense of humor. Now that Jeff has a sexual outlet, his ability to sarcasticize is slipping away as well.
I see no relevance. If you want, I can just post boring posts that put you to sleep. Is that what you want, Charlie? Go take some more heroin.
April 19, 2007 4:35:00 PM MDT
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