Proper Poorly and a Bit Doomed February 25, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 14 commentsWoe is me. Not only am I Proper Poorly, I do not even have the joy of a rosy beetroot-like glow. I am, quite frankly, the colour of porridge. The texture of porridge too, quite possibly, if you’d care to give me a prod. A prod. Not a poke though. A poke when I’m Proper Poorly would be a bit rude. Anyway. Am feeling most woeful. Grumpsome, some might say.
But the worst thing? Oh, go on, ask me about the worst thing. Ok, since you ask, the worst thing is that I cannot eat. Nor Drink. And, as regular readers will know, lack of the old falling-over water makes me all itchy.
I’m Proper Poorly and itchy all over. I am cursed. I have ants not only in my pants but in my other parts too. I am itchy everywhere. The sitting room, the bedroom, the kitchen… everywhere I tell you.
When I die of this poorliness, I do not wish to be reincarnated as an ant. Unless I am Ant. Friend of Dec. But I prefer Ant. So that would be rubbish.
See?
Doomed.
*Sigh*
