Sunday, August 22, 2010

Blue

Did I ever tell you my favourite colour is blue? Well, now you know:)

The excess intake of vitamin C has not been doing its job. There are a thousand tiny soldiers marching to their own beat in my head right now. Some little creature up to mischief has tinkered with the taps and a small stream is trickling down my nose. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum take turns getting stuck in my left and right nostrils, blocking out any form of oxygen. I'm too tired to tell them both that my nose is not the bunny hole they are seeking for. A carpenter has mistaken my throat for wood and sandpapers away at the delicate flesh. My tonsil seems to be gloating with new found joy over something. I have yet to discover what it is, for it has double in size and reddened up similar to Santa's cheeks on a jolly day. Tiny heavy sumo wrestlers enjoy the view on top of my eyelids, making them droop ever so heavily. They enjoy the thrill of being high in the air, especially when I blink. It's an adventure for them to endure. My heart has been under a toxic influence. Someone has introduced my heart to weed and the smoke causes my chest to wheeze and my body to react so slowly.

Quick, we need to call a Quit hotline; before my heart gets addicted. Damn weak immune system. I should hire a new immune system. The one I have now tends to slack off I noticed.

Until next time.
xx

6 comments:

  1. 6th from the left? The one that in no way is showing any discernible facial features for the camera? For some reason I knew red (I think I've gone through all the others in red).

    Well, there I would have to agree with you. Haha! But alas, it is true. I guess the absence of rippling abs or dazzling wit in the local bar type establishment has meant I don't get any proper meetings with like minded girls. But I rather think it's just bad luck. Lots of bad luck:P Mind you, if you know of anyone you think might match up, feel free to point them in my direction.

    p.s. have a bit of a heavy one last night did we?

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  2. And oh yeah, your favourite colour is blue huh? I never would have guessed ;)

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  3. Hmm, you know I thought a long dress was more befitting of lady capulet from the beginning. It would have been my next guess except that it is maroon and NOT red:P I'm still owed the answer of an asked question though, if I remember correctly?
    Oh you poor thing, hope you're doing better at the moment? And thank you kindly. I think I've stated before that any help on the subject is more than welcome :)

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  4. Exactly. Halfway between. Not red :P

    And yes I have thought of one. My question is this: what's your name?

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  5. Cool. I was actually going to suggest some kind of code we could have come up with, as I suspected you might not want to tell me over comments. But of course, me not publishing the comment works, didn't think of that, did I? DUH! About your 'background', that I had already sort of guessed, so no real surprises there;) not sure how I guessed, but then again, I am amazingly clever ... right? RIGHT? :P I appreciate you even telling me, as I was more expecting you not to. It is kind of a weird thing, this whole internet randomly meeting people malarky, so i admire you for keeping the promise:)
    Are you insinuating I would try to look you up on facebook? Well, I wouldn't have bothered anyway unless prompted. I can sense pretty clearly that you like your privacy, which I can completely respect. On the other hand, I'm hoping to soon be a famous writer, so while i like privacy too, it's kind of contradictory to my goal, if you know what I mean?
    And by the way, make sure you scold/curse/abuse/get stuck into me if I accidentally use your name in a comment. It would never be done on purpose, but I can be a bit dreamy sometimes:)

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  6. Too true. It would not, and probably wouldn't matter anyway. Again you're being kind, but I meant what I said. I agree it is all quite peculiar, but a lot of the work and just things in general I have done requires immense empathy, and it's something that I have normally. And to see another go through similar heartaches, even though I may not know them personally, I know them by default as another human being. When I was the same age I was in a similar "bad place" and I had no one. So I like to try and give others what i didn't have (it comes up a lot when working with kids). There are many social conventions against it, but I believe (wisely or not) in the idea of helping people. Even those that may be apparent strangers. I think there is no greater thing.
    While I've had a couple articles published, I still don't consider myself that until people are reading my shit and I get consistently paid for it. As to books, I've written three. And when I get around to trying to get one PUBLISHED, you are welcome to a loopy singed copy. Free of charge of course :D

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