fur to go

i'm feeling better today, but yesterday i woke up and i was really dizzy. i couldn't really even walk around right. i sort of felt like i was going to bump into a wall. i mean, really only sort of - - i wasn't really bumping into any walls. i sort of wished that i was. that's the kind of thing that would really get you some attention. i kind of tilted my head over a little to see if it would make me walk into a wall, but it didn't. so anyway, i was dizzy all day, no matter what i did. i took a nap, i took antivert (whose label proclaims MAY CAUSE DIZZINESS) which i think is pretty darn funny for an anti-dizziness medication. anyway, nothing helped. this morning, though, sure enough, i woke up and i wasn't dizzy anymore. now, i want to tell you that i don't drink. i mean, i don't NOT drink, but i didn't have any alcohol at all. this was a SERIOUS MEDICAL EPISODE. but it's gone now. thank you for all the cards and letters. it really means the world to me. in spite of my feeling dizzy, i managed to apply for representation at a top modeling agency in france, and i reheated some chicken. which, by the way, is actually pretty shocking considering i was a vegetarian for nearly 30 years. i never thought i'd eat meat. ever. now i eat fish and chicken and turkey. no beef or pork though, still. i even touch raw chicken now when i used to think the idea of touching raw chicken was the worst thing in the world--like an actual nightmare. but you know i also said i'd never drive a german car and i also used to hate boxing. now i love boxing and have a favorite fighter, even though he's lost all his fights and i haven't even seen him around anymore. and i do drive a german car, but it has french tendencies. the point of this, i suppose is, never say never. that's the can-do attitude of the 19th century, and you heard it here first, dear reader.