Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Day Three: Still Stranded

I will roll this note up and put it in a bottle with a cork, launch it into the ocean that surrounds this bleak, InterWebless island, and hope the constant waves bring it to someone who cares. Despite Sugar Daddy's best efforts we remain stranded. He has hacked through the jungle wildness, used stones to spell out Help and SOS on the beach, sent up smoke signals, attempted repairs and even a rebuild to try to get us out of here. No joy.

I am thirsty. So thirsty. It's been days since I drank the sweet nectar I so need. My mouth is as dry as the miles of sand stretching out in both directions, parched in the baking sun. The relentless ocean taunts me with its wetness. I've heard you can go mad from drinking the sea but I'm tempted nonetheless. I'm twitchy, prickly and irritable as all get out with the thirst.

If you read this, please please send help.

6 comments:

Beck said...

Sickness truly sucks. I'm coming down with something vile myself, and am planning on taking it verrrry easy tomorrow. GET BETTER!

Aliki2006 said...

I feel your pain--I feel cruddy tonight--chills and sore throat.

I hope you're on the mend soon!

bubandpie said...

Hehe. Blog withdrawal can be a bitch, can't it?

bubandpie said...

P.S. I hope your Internet is restored soon.

penelopeto said...

sending out an s.o.s...

cinnamon gurl said...

Thanks for the kind words, but it's really the blog withdrawal that's gotten me more than the illness, which is mostly past except for the post nasal drip...