sick

You know that life is in the pits when your blu-tack isn't sticky; when the postal service which you depend on fornightly is on strike until Christmas; when your new tagboard is raped by spams of ads; when you are down with this strange affliction called acute viral parotitis which gives you a painful swollen part in between your jaw & your neck; when you feel like shiiiiaat & still have to create "interesting grammar exercises" as one of your many assignments; when your doctor tells you about the virtues of being absolutely skinny for enhanced longevity; when you just feel like some comforting carrot & coriander soup but no one hears you.