Monday, October 08, 2007

Monday

What is it about feather pillows that transforms them into slabs of fucking cement during the night? You lay your head down on the wings of angels, sent off to dreamland with baby soft kisses caressing your face and get jolted from your slumber when you realize you're now laying on a parking lot speed bump covered in 400 thread count sheets. WTF? and Jesus. I really need a new pillow. One that doesn't begin as a fantasy and end like a nightmare. That's what first marriages are for.

Anyway...

So if you hadn't noticed already by the new additions to the sidebar over yonder I'm once again participating in the writeeverydayforthemonthofNovember Nablopomo excercise? Project? Thingmajig? I wave a hearty hello to new readers. Welcome! My, you sure are pretty.

It was really fun last year, although not without some pressure added in for extra flavor. Ack. The stress I put on myself to entertain. How do people like Pamela Anderson Lee Lee Rock Solomon do it? Poor girl. The things you have to do to keep it fresh and an audience in their seats. I guess flashing vagina's and store-bought tits isn't that interesting anymore.

Digressed again...

What I'm saying is, it's a good way to stretch your brain. And if you've been feeling a little -ahem- constipated in the thinking department with a blockage in your corpus writereous, I highly recommend you join up and do eet. Even if you only have time for a big highlighted "FUCK" because you're having a bad day, it still counts. (But don't steal that idea, I'm sure I'll be using it.)

Since The Man has taken away almost all of my fun at my Corporate Drone job I'll be getting up early and staying up late to to post and read so don't be whining at me you don't have time. I'm cutting into crucial couch sitting time. So if I can muster up the strength so can you.

This year there's more of a network thing going and I really like having a separate page on the Nablopomo site. But most importantly it gets some new traffic to your blog and there are prizes! I promise you won't have to show anyone your Britney.

Unless of course you want to.

8 comments:

little bitchass said...

At least you have a pillow.... when I was a kid, we would've LOVED to have a pillow. All I had to sleep on was an old shoe. And I was lucky, my sister just had a rock.

Nablopomo? What does that stand for? Something sick and depraved I'll bet. And having to write every day and keep churning out literary gem after literary gem, day after freakin' day, has gotta be tough. But thanks for the idea about the tit flashing, just in case my frontal lobes get sluggish on me.

Seriously, glad to see that you're not taking The Man's shit lying down, and that we'll be reading more from you in the coming days! Network TV kinda sucks a giant wee-wah these days anyway. That shit will block your corpus writereous as much as anything else.

little bitchass

Lula said...

"That's what first marriages are for." !!AHH!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!

"..show your Britney." HAW HAW HAWWW!! HAHAHAHA!! Heee Heee Hee!!

Whew...thanks. I actually found you through NaBloPoMo, so this is sorta like our one year anniversary together. Awww, I heart you, Bitter! I can't wait til you are forced to say something every day!

Also, is little bitchass your sister?!

BipolarLawyerCook said...

Greetings, fellow Cranky NaBloPoMo Blogger! I am totally going to steal your highlighted curse idea, except I am wondering how to animate and scroll my favorite curse, "g-ddamned motherf-cking c-cks-cker" without the FCC pulling up in front of the house with their armored trucks. I'll link back to the original idea, of course.

Joan said...

I already joined, glad you did too, so I kick your ass with useless comments.

sognatrice said...

Can't...form...complete..thought...laughing...too...hard....

Avalon said...

If I willingly show people my Brittney, can I pass on the NaBloPoMo?

NouveauBlogger said...

lol - good stuff

And...good luck with your "post a day"....looking forward to it.

Dharma said...

I was planning on doing it again and this confirms it - it's how I met you and another love of mine so how could I not?