Friday, November 02, 2007

TGIF?

Do you know what's worse than spending a week trying to recover from the fact that your neighborhood nearly burned to the ground and you've been driving past armored National Guard vehicles at your local Longs and the roads are crowded with news vans and gawkers and your kitty gives you the hairy eyeball every time you come near her because she's afraid you're going to pick her up and stuff her into her crate then drive her around for 2 hours in the car and your house stinks like smoke and you're grateful and sad all at the same time and your sugar levels are somewhere around 40 blazillion from all the "but it's a mini" Halloween candy you ate and you're getting your period and this month your boobs are so tender that when you carelessly grazed a nipple with your hairbrush it felt like someone had stomped on it with a steel-toed work boot then set it on fire and your insane co-worker had a spaz attack on your face within 5 minutes of entering the building and some dillhole decided to throw a fake bomb on a nearby freeway that they completely shut down in both directions for hours thus fucking to hell your already shitty commute home and you peed a little when you sneezed which makes you feel like 40 might as well be 70?

Having Mmm-Bop stuck on a continuous loop in your head.

That's what.

3 comments:

I'm not even supposed to be here today said...

Fuck - That's a prety bad day. Was that just one sentence?

Next time my moms shows up I'm gonna give her a hairy eyeball... she'll either chill the hell out ir run away. I'mk fine with wither option.

Be the mortar of your 'hood. Take Midol. Take whatever it takes to not have burning hairbrush nipples. You made me cringe.

Good job as always...

The Rascal

Ginny said...

Oh no! Now it's stuck in MY head! Thanks for sharing...

NouveauBlogger said...

Ummm....yeah....that's can't be good! And now, I have it in my head.