Dear Sinus Monster
Feb. 20th, 2007 02:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stitchwhichDear Sinus Monster,
Give it up. I don't care how much my face, my ears, or my head hurts. I don't care about that truly spectacular taste in the back of my mouth. Nope. Nothing is going to make me cancel my plans for sewing tonight with friends, having tea at a lovely lady's house tomorrow, or especially, missing "Tourney of Love and Beauty" so you'd better just fold your cards and quit the table now.
I'd tell you to go bug someone else but thankfully you're not contagious. So get over yourself. I'm going to. That's what Sudafed and hot lemonade is for.
It's been a lovely visit, but like old fish, your time as my houseguest is over.
Sincerely, me
PS - And could you move enough for me to have room for my brains soon? I have things to do.
Give it up. I don't care how much my face, my ears, or my head hurts. I don't care about that truly spectacular taste in the back of my mouth. Nope. Nothing is going to make me cancel my plans for sewing tonight with friends, having tea at a lovely lady's house tomorrow, or especially, missing "Tourney of Love and Beauty" so you'd better just fold your cards and quit the table now.
I'd tell you to go bug someone else but thankfully you're not contagious. So get over yourself. I'm going to. That's what Sudafed and hot lemonade is for.
It's been a lovely visit, but like old fish, your time as my houseguest is over.
Sincerely, me
PS - And could you move enough for me to have room for my brains soon? I have things to do.
