We're Nevah Gonna Survive, Unless... We Get A Little CRAYZEH
Sean found my tongue ring. yay!
yes, this is a monumental event that should be duly recorded for posterity.
thank you.
i was to go over to the boy's house to retrieve the dang thing, but i lost my dang glasses and this resulted in a drunken, two hour whirl wind search of my bedroom, my closets, B's room, B's closet, the kitchen, the bathroom, the linen closets, the living room and the office at least four times each, all the while shouting curse words and shaking my fists at the vagaries of life, and ended-- finally-- with a graceful melting into lots of dramatic (and i'm sure, completely endearing) tears.
eventually, a worn out me just crashed in bed, leaving poor Sean with the tongue ring and without me.
poor Sean my ass.
when i get like that, i am fully convinced that i should be committed to somebody's sanitarium.
so long as the drugs are good, i'll have no complaints.
i found my glasses two hours ago. in the big chair, beneath the throw pillows, exactly where i'd left them.
psycho much? i'd say so, yes.
Barb is still laughing.
laugh it up, fuzzball.
yes, this is a monumental event that should be duly recorded for posterity.
thank you.
i was to go over to the boy's house to retrieve the dang thing, but i lost my dang glasses and this resulted in a drunken, two hour whirl wind search of my bedroom, my closets, B's room, B's closet, the kitchen, the bathroom, the linen closets, the living room and the office at least four times each, all the while shouting curse words and shaking my fists at the vagaries of life, and ended-- finally-- with a graceful melting into lots of dramatic (and i'm sure, completely endearing) tears.
eventually, a worn out me just crashed in bed, leaving poor Sean with the tongue ring and without me.
poor Sean my ass.
when i get like that, i am fully convinced that i should be committed to somebody's sanitarium.
so long as the drugs are good, i'll have no complaints.
i found my glasses two hours ago. in the big chair, beneath the throw pillows, exactly where i'd left them.
psycho much? i'd say so, yes.
Barb is still laughing.
laugh it up, fuzzball.