Friday, April 28, 2006

Damn You, Summer

Today I was talking to someone when my allergies stopped to say hi. I had to frequently wipe and blow my nose alternating with that awful runny-nose juicy honk. It is always too late to tell whether one made those very visible snot strands from nostril to tissue. Also the ugly giant mass of napkin I used looks so gross.
But fate threw me a bone. The other person burped.

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