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Notes From A Walkman Junkie: Nyquil Nights

October 15, 2009
Nyquil Nights

By Anne

sick2So I have been sick now for nearly a solid week and I mean hammered-ass/walking dead sick. A steady stream of NyQuil has been consumed and has resulted in a ruck of crazy, creepy NyQuil dreams, one of which involved me nipping a furry monkey watch from a friend’s house so that I could be on ‘monkey time’… I had to have it, it was furry. It is also my belief that these NyQuil induced comas are in direct relation to the mysterious scratches on my face and the reoccurring weirdness of my eyebrows each morning. This plague of sorts has diminished me to being able to do little more than sip tea and watch porn… Well, Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls, which is a Russ Meyers production, so close enough.

One of my evenings was spent watching All The Right Moves three times in a row because I was on the floor and, quite frankly, could NOT move. Fortunately the monotony of my sick days was broken up a bit by my boyfriend coming over with soup and watching The Blue Lagoon with me during which he insisted on pointing out the many flaws and implausible plot points in the movie. I have to say I found this to be a touch risible because, come on, we all know The Blue Lagoon is a solid, solid film that works on all levels.

I am not one who gets sick terribly often and can scarcely recall a time that I have felt this lousy, with the possible exception of the time I had mononucleosis in high school and was reduced to lying motionless and drooling on a towel. Based on sheer magnitude and situation, however, nothing will ever rival the great flu of 1987. My two siblings and I were visiting my father in Colorado to meet his shiny new wife and sparkling new kids for the very first time. The three of us had somewhere along our travels acquired some type of dreaded ‘rage virus’, but the symptoms of said virus had yet to fully materialize. The illness did, as it happens, make it’s presence known shortly after our arrival. I believe my father’s introduction of his children to his new family went something like this…Dad Almirall: “I would like you to meet my kids.” This was promptly followed by one of us shitting our pants, the second projectile vomiting and the third sobbing intractably and fleeing the room. So yeah, that time was worse.

On a more positive note, being stagnantly ill for the past week has afforded me the opportunity and time to enjoy several hours of delightful and somehow fitting music. I have been listening to the somber, sweet tunes of Bon Iver in my NyQuil haze and have attached his song, “Flume”. I shall now return to the comfort of my floor where I plan to remain indefinitely.


10 Responses to “ Notes From A Walkman Junkie: Nyquil Nights ”

  1. pancake on October 15, 2009 at 7:43 am

    Sweet Nyquil Sandwich! Beautiful song and hilarious story – the way you describe the flu of 1987 makes one almost nostalgic.

  2. anncine on October 15, 2009 at 9:56 am

    Yes, good times….I think NyQuil owes me some endorsement money now :)

  3. Hazz on October 15, 2009 at 10:22 am

    NyQuil my “sniffling, sneezing, stuffy head, so I can rest” medicine (should be… “time for a coma med”). When I’m sick I actually enjoy the fevered NyQuil delirium dreams that are induced. They give me artistic ideas and give my near death sickness some form of amusement and meaning.

    That being said. I hope you’re feeling better soon, don’t get hooked on the “Quil”, as it turns your teeth green, and you need to find a better set of sick movies.

    Princess Bride is always good

  4. Jackson on October 15, 2009 at 12:35 pm

    Speaking of the “rage virus,” i just read a reference to the Mr. Boyle masterpieces as “Shrieking Monkey Plague, and Shrieking Monkey Plague 2 – Lets Throw Up Blood On One Another.”

    Almost as entertaining as your article Ms. Anncine. Great song, reminds me that i should share some Hayden with you. Not quite the singer there in Bon Iver, but some good depressing cut your heart out kinda emotion thrown into some of his songs.

    And were they alseep or dead at the end of The Blue Lagoon? What a great kids movie, I’m so glad i got that movie as a substitution for the “sex talk.” At least i assume that’s why my dad made me watch it.

  5. anncine on October 15, 2009 at 1:23 pm

    The Princess Bride would have been nice…sadly, I was held hostage by whatever happened to be on because I was nearly dead. I am slowly weening off the Quil..and switching to heroin. Jackson, my sweet, The Blue Lagoon teaching you everything you ever need to know about sex…and coconuts.

  6. anncine on October 15, 2009 at 1:33 pm

    They were dead asleep.

  7. Terry Laughsalot on October 15, 2009 at 1:50 pm

    I can’t handle Nyquil because it gives me the lemon gags. Same goes for lemon merengue pie.

    Considering I always fall asleep to the sounds of a DVD playing in the background, I am well aware of outside influences and their effects on dreams. After falling asleep to Hostel, the looping DVD menu sounds of screams and chainsaws fluttered around in my head for a good six hours. I still woke up with a sleep boner though.

  8. anncine on October 15, 2009 at 1:59 pm

    I hate I hate keylime I understand the lemon gags. Also, may I suggest the capsule form of NyQuil.

  9. Sara on October 15, 2009 at 6:44 pm

    Not to discredit the magicalness of NyQuil, but who were/are the ‘shiny new kids’ Rob acquired once upon a time?

  10. anncine on October 15, 2009 at 7:50 pm

    Patty’s kids:)