Proving that a fat chick can, and sometimes does, marry a really hot guy.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Sinusitis: A poem.
Sinusitis is why I woke up and was not able to swallow. Sinusitis is why, in my misery, I wallow. My head is pounding, pounding so. So it's back to bed I go. Back to bed, back to bed, back to bed I go. Will I show? Oh no.