my nerves are really bad right now.
i've a terrible itch under my nails
and the soles of my feet are hot and dry.
it's an awful feeling, this anxiety.

my short temper has been cut off at the knees,
that is to say, it is shorter than short.
in short, i feel inclined to be a total bitch.
in short, it is a good thing i am staying in this weekend.
in short, i must stop this word play.
it is not playful - it is annoying.

i would like someone to braid my hair and
massage my temples.

cliches come cheap around these parts.
go on, glut yourself.