Woe Is I Snarky

I have fallen prey to the infamous Blogger-Post-Eater I've read so much about. In that post you would have found out that I am under the weather, but then again, aren't we all under the weather? You may not be "in" the weather but, you're in your homes and in your cubicles, protected from the weather, but, under the weather, all the same...but, I digress and I've got a cold, a sore throat and cough. My nose is raw, I'm achey from a long book-heavy week and I can't muster the energy to care about my email let alone the blogosphere.

Also, the post stated: that in my hazy and snot-drenched evenings, I found little joy in the Al Pieda attack on Coulter, I should have been elated, but I was too busy blowing my nose. I barely tingled with satisfaction as some whackjob attempted to "drive towards" Ms. Katherine "Stop Counting, Mama wants a new job" Harris (threatening, indeed). I faded in and out while watching South Park on Wednesday night so I dreamt that a Douchebag a and Turd Sandwich were running for office. I barely care to get lost in meme, well except this one:

You Are a Snarky Blogger!

You've got a razor sharp wit that bloggers are secretly scared of. And that's why they read your posts as often as they can!

What kind of blogger are you? [via: ISOU]

Right, like I"m snarky, right...watch me snark, look at me, I'm snarkin' crazy. I barely have the energy to post these totally twisted reality-based Halloween Costumes via The Stranger, Its naptime, tissue time, not get lost in the internet time. Snarky and Snarfy! Right....

Okay Blogger, don't fucking lose this one, snarf!

*ah-choo*