Dontcha Wish Your Girlfriend was Hot Like Me?
I try not to be an ugly person. I shower, brush my teeth, wash my face
and sometimes, I even put on makeup. I'm not stunningly gorgeous, but
neither am I a dog. Unless its a kind of cute dog.
The point I am trying to make is that I need you to remember that. In
fact, take a look at this first picture to remind yourself. Yes, it's
from 3 years ago, but I still look pretty much like that. See? Not so
gross.
The reason I need you to remember that I am not, in fact, hideously
ugly is the next picture in the series. I have been sick on and off
for awhile now, but yesterday and today took the cake. It was when I
got up this afternoon to take a crap load of drugs that I caught a
glimpse of myself in the mirror. Brace yourselves.
I look like the loser of a prize fight. I have the breathe-right nose
strip on so I can breathe at all. I have the swollen look of retaining
too much fluids and the vague look of death in my eyes. My hair is
held back by my eye mask which I pushed up briefly to avoid walking
into walls.
The best part?
I have a New Years Eve party in 4 hours. I may have to start getting
ready now or I won't make it.
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