Oh the irony! That pure, untainted irony that just sits there grimacing at my lack of energy and overabundance of trigeminal neuralgia, today of all days!
“What?” you ask.
You who spends time with me, you know that I often live with sarcasm – I’m still DSF, a Delightfully Sarcastic Female after all. Not only that, tonight I feel cursed.
“Why the bouts of the green(ish), vile-smelling hint of jealousy?” you now scream.
The Ireland Blog Awards ceremony is on right now, that’s why! The ceremony for writers who reached the highest echelon of blogging in Ireland.
Stop shouting. My head hurts.
And my hair.
And when my phone rings, my eye hurts. Plus, I carry gallons of coffee in my intestines trying to keep me awake. I’m a walking, sloshing, combustible weapon of mass destruction.
I am not there! The reason I’m not there is because of the illness I write about!
Not even Alanis Morissette could get me out of this irony.
I’m in three categories and I am not there.
In two more categories with the Irish MS Society’s MS & Me blog, a blog where I also dabble in some literary delights. And. I. Am. Not. Freaking. THERE!
I guess I’ll watch some Science of Stupid on National Geographic and slowly slip into a deep sleep.
Science of stupid.
Now, that hurts.
Nah, not at all, I’m honoured to have ended up in five categories in total in tonight’s final.
May the best win, and Aoife and Lucina, thanks for representing me should I win!
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