I woke up sick today.  Which is horrible.  I mean, on the actual scale of horrible things it’s pretty low but I didn’t want to get sick during the holidays.  I could feel it coming yesterday, too.  I was tired, my throat was starting to feel a little thick, I knew it was coming.  I tried to ignore it but i knew it.  Now I have a cold.  All of this has me thinking about the Neil Young song “A Man Needs a Maid”.  It is a pretty misogynistic song but it has stood the test of time not because of misogyny but because it speaks to a universal sometimes loneliness.  And a need to sometimes have someone come along and just take care of us.  Just someone to keep my house clean, fix my meals and go away.  I mean, ok, not really but I get the appeal when I am sick.  I basically just want some soup.  Then I want to sleep and not really interact with someone.  So I don’t know why Holly Willougby sprung to mind for this except that she is very pretty and seems somehow innately nurturing.  Or maybe I am just kind of lightheaded because my sinuses are so blocked up.  It could be lots of things, that’s the magic of this blog, complex ambiguity.   Anyway, today I want to fuck Holly Willoughby.