Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Be-agressive! Be-be- agressive!

Third day with a sore throat...
ain't nobody gonna hold me down, oh no, I got to keep on moving!

A prayer to the birthday gods:
Please, please, please make this sore throat disappear along with my chest acne and dry eyes. Please let the cold season fairy see the bill for $120 in Rx posted above my door and pass over my house. Next time, I promise. When you come again, I can be ready to catch your strep throat fairy dust and take a whiff of you respiratory infection wand. But, not this time. Not before my party and not before I turn 30. I'm asking for a break this year, birthday gods. I've been pretty good this year. So, please, do the right thing. Send the Zinc fairy and Vitamin C cupid to fuck with me instead.

A rebellious immune system

1 comment:

Carmen said...