Oct 28, 2007 12:44
So last week I promised to go to yoga at 8:30 in the morning Saturday. Of course I stayed up till 3am the night before, so I left a note on the fridge before I went to bed. The next day I took it down and as I did the magnet that I had used to hold it up fell on the floor. Guess which word?
Just guess.
I leant over to pick it up and the word "Promise" was staring at me. Thanks for the karma insight, Magnetic Poetry.
And then last night I kind of drank a little too much. Or maybe it was the icecream sandwich I had on my way home. Either way, I got kind of sick and to spare you the details, I washed my sheets in the morning. As I'm stepping over the threshold of the door, I look down, and there's another goddamn magnetic poetry word. Guess what it said.
"Drunk".
I think my landlady is a witch and put a curse on those words. She so would.