I am indescribably miserable. Did you know that you can get chickenpox in your mouth? That’s right: in your freakin’ mouth. Well, I sure as heck didn’t. I also didn’t know it was possible to get them inside one’s ears although I’m somewhat grateful for that location, since it’s hidden from most folks’ eyes, because I can rub it with a Q-Tip and not worry about scarring. But the ones between the toes? Under the arms? Right at my bikini line? Oh, hay-ulllll, as my girlfriend Kelley says.

I refuse to scar, and therefore I refuse to scratch. Instead, I’m trying to numb it from the inside with a few martinis.

So, while I’m sitting here with full knowledge that I won’t be having any fun tonight — and probably won’t be getting any decent sleep, either — we might as well play Word Fugue.

You know the rules: type one word in response to the last comment on the list. It’s all about word association. You type anything more than a word and I’ll delete it, because that’s the kind of mood I’m in. You’ve been warned.

I’ll start:

Itchy

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