Always crashing in the same car...

Jasmine, I saw you peeping
As I pushed my foot down to the floor

Sunday, January 08, 2006

shake it

I've re-read, again, my last three posts. Groan. Post-rant one can see that a rant is but a rant. Within a rant, a rant is Reality. I wish however that my stream of consciousness was... well... coherant, or insightful. How embarrassing that it reads like teen angst.

Changing the subject swiftly. Here are my tips for overcoming a cold:
  1. raw garlic (chopped fine and swilled down with water)
  2. vitamin C powder
  3. nettle tea
  4. lavender oil in bath
  5. lavender oil on pillow
  6. lots of sleep
  7. soup (swede, carrot, parsnip, garlic, onion, ginger, cumin, stock cube)

3 Comments:

At 11:51 PM, January 08, 2006, Blogger SL said...

Teen angst my ass.

You need a moan, a rant, whatever, however you want to put it, this is the place, LL.

God knows (and so do you), I bloody do it!

 
At 6:43 PM, January 09, 2006, Blogger lodgerlow said...

Thanks. I hadn't hoped though that my ranting could have been a little more sophisticated.

 
At 6:47 PM, January 09, 2006, Blogger lodgerlow said...

With reference to my last comment:

Is it just me of do other folk say EXACTLY THE OPPOSITE of what they meant to? I have a worryingly frequent tendency to insert hadn't, won't, don't... whatever... instead of had, will, do's. Why? It can't be Freudian... tell me it can't. Lie if you have to, but tell me it can't be Freudian.

 

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