hey, at least corks float?
Cow-eating, dead lamb rolling Rosie died last week. I will miss the smell of her head (minus the dead lamb part) and her eyelashes. She was cool. But being out here I don’t really believe it. Other than 20 some odd ½ plucked chickens and the fly tape hanging in our kitchen the Cullens are pet-less.
The other day in our first marketing class we had to introduce ourselves as a product that we thought in some way resembled ourselves. “Hello I’m Emma, and my product would be a cork…because I am corky.” A) This would be why I am not going into marketing B) This is probably why I don’t have more friends in commerce. Everyone else compared themselves to something one could usually see oneself wanting to be…a porche 911, a glass of champagne. Not an exotic piece of dead soft wood.
These days I have been filling my hours with the little pleasures in life. Typing “going” via text messaging on my cell phone being one of them. Seriously, try it.
Going on 2 hour walks for the sole purpose of getting a grapefruit. Based upon this description few would guess that last week was the most stressful week of my life. Timing sucks sometimes. Ha, excuses. I am falling apart. And I am beyond the point of being rescued by a 2-hour walk and a grapefruit.
The other day in our first marketing class we had to introduce ourselves as a product that we thought in some way resembled ourselves. “Hello I’m Emma, and my product would be a cork…because I am corky.” A) This would be why I am not going into marketing B) This is probably why I don’t have more friends in commerce. Everyone else compared themselves to something one could usually see oneself wanting to be…a porche 911, a glass of champagne. Not an exotic piece of dead soft wood.
These days I have been filling my hours with the little pleasures in life. Typing “going” via text messaging on my cell phone being one of them. Seriously, try it.
Going on 2 hour walks for the sole purpose of getting a grapefruit. Based upon this description few would guess that last week was the most stressful week of my life. Timing sucks sometimes. Ha, excuses. I am falling apart. And I am beyond the point of being rescued by a 2-hour walk and a grapefruit.