So evidently when I have a high fever, not only do I experience memory loss, but I also hallucinate and cannot tell the difference between reality and fantasy. So yeah, this is why I don't do drugs. There's just no need!
A few of the things that I swear happened, but did not over the last few days:
"Are you going to ride the electronical walking machine?"
-Houdini (referring to the treadmill)
"He friended me on Facebook. I swear. Look, he's coming through my computer right now."
-Me, to myself
"It's ok, Ollie can open the door by himself. HE HAS THUMBS YA KNOW."
-Me to someone who clearly didn't realize my dog was highly evolved
"I slept on the floor because there were gnomes on the bed."
-My rationale to myself as to why I was laying on the floor of my bedroom...half in the closet
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