||[Sep. 7th, 2003|02:50 pm]
Miss Von Trapp
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I have got a stupid british cold. Have had it since Thursday...was a bit fluey then...but now it's gone to the stage where I just can't sodding breathe...I'm all dry and bunged up.
Been dosed up on Lemsip mostly...but it doesn't seem to be working too well...really flipping irritating. I had to take Thursday and Friday night off work too...and miss out on overtime...something I really can't afford to do at the moment...but nobody would thank me if I went in and spread it about, would they James? *evil eye*
Ho hum. And I bet you were wondering (no, I suppose you weren't), where does she get all her free time to rattle on on her livejournal...answer: I don't. I'm just not a well girl at the moment.
Ok, I'll stop whining now, and post something 'interesting'...
This book scared me rigid as a child...
My sister got it from the library...
"Look, it has dogs in it!!"
So I read it, and had nightmares for years after...partic. the page where the man who has eaten the tail is in bed and the tailypo comes after him..."I want my Tailypo, I want my Tailypo!"...
...then there was a pic of the man/bed in a big flurry of cloth shreds everywhere...
Looking at Amazon...I see lots of people had a similar experience...
A bit about the myth here: http://www.ferrum.edu/applit/bibs/tales/tailypo.htm
And an illustrators site here: http://www.wilclay.com/tailypo.htm
Had to do this with my real name, as I was played by a bloke otherwise...and that's simply not fitting for a woman of my standing!!
Right, here's what you do:
lie back, press both thumbs gently either side of the top of your nose, into the eye sockets, increase the pressure slightly, do this for two minutes. You should feel your sinuses crackle and clear. You can do this whenever it's really getting you down.
Were you afraid of the dark as a child? You obviously had a very vivd and wild imagination, which although good, can be a bit of aburden when you're given small amounts of information, and you just run away with it in your mind.
Get well soon, I mean, you can't smell the food you're eating, and somehow it just doesn't taste of anything. Mine cleared up the other day and oooooo, my mum was roasting some meat, what a smell! After a week of bunged-upness, it was just amazing.
LOL!! My flatmate told me to do just that this morning!!
We were looking it up on TEH INTERWEB and Dr. Ali told me to do it rofl
I don't recall being afraid of the dark...but I was afraid of monsters under my bed grabbing my ankles if I got out/dangled a leg over...
I think I was more afraid of my little sisters bed alarm going off...*snicker*
I'm eating aniseed balls...they seem to be working.
Hey, just call me Dr Keith ;)
I could get you a quater of extra-strong menthols from the market if you want. They rip through your head like nothing else. I swear by them.
Eww no thanks.
If I call you that, I may as well call you 'Dad', since you have the same name...
...I had to use the rename bit of Plus! on my MSN...I couldn't tell who was on!!
Okay, I'll be Yvonne Le Vervre.
Is your dad a doctor then?
No. He's a school music teacher/church organist/home piano teacher.
My mother is also a music teacher (flute and piano).
Which is why I always hated cello practice so much...
...both my sisters play flute, clarinet, saxophone, piano etc...my middle sis is married to a drummer, and my youngest is doing a music degree...we could be the new Corrs!!!
...I think not!