1, SO ILL. Got a chill. Shivery, headache, temperature. Horrid. Note to Self: You know bloody well that if you’ve got an ‘eadache and then a sore throat that something is around the corner, right. YOU KNOW THIS. But no. You felt fine this morning and buggered off to Dad’s. When are you going to learn to listen to your body as it seems to know you better than you do, apparently. This Erastes. This: Smack on Head.
I thoroughly agree – I’ve often considered that there needs to be Clique Vampires, Bimbos, Jocks and Spotty Herberts who thought they’d be beautiful for ever, but it just froze them in time exactly as they were. *guffaws *
Sick. Going to bed. *waves pathetically *© Copyright 2007 Erastes, All rights Reserved. Written For: Erastes