There is a disease in FTlandia, and I have it. I wonder how many other have it.
It's called the "
no sooner" disease.
And it has been hitting me hard for the past little while. I need a remedy.
For example I woke before the cock crowed this morning and
no sooner did I pick up my pickaxe and backpack and head for the door when I hear "Breakfast!".
Great, food is good right! OK, breakfast is over and done with. I kiss Mrs LK goodbye as I head out the door for the mine, backpack on, pickaxe over my shoulder. I
no sooner drop my backpack and start swinging my pickaxe at the chunk of carbon when a carrier pigeon arrives. Note on his leg reads: "Coffee!" I grab my backpack and swing my pickaxe over my shoulder and head back to Rockheim North.
Make a coffee for both of us. Coffee done, and I
no sooner pickup my backpack and reach for my pickaxe when I hear, "You have to go to the apothecary!"
Now this disease is beginning to get to me, but Mrs LK is right, I do have to go to the apothecary. So off I go and stand at the back of the long line. Sign over the counter reads:
Well, they got that right!
Then when my turn comes, I explain what we need, and wait again. Finally he has mixed the proper ingredients, made his measures, packaged them up and I'm on my way back to Rockheim North.
No sooner do I step in the door and I hear "Yea, coffee time!" {sigh} another coffee and I swear, there will be no more
no sooner's today!
Who am I kidding! There will always be "
no sooner's"
Anyone else caught this disease? It's been a pain in my side for about two weeks now. Today the apothecary said he has never heard of it so obviously he has no cure.
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Which of course has absolutely nothing to do with the first part of this post!