What The Frick?!
Okay, I'm sleeping, having the usual dream, as always. (Think I'll tell you about it? Guess again.)
Suddenly, my cell's going off.
Naturally, me being the kind of sleeper that I am, I wake up and open the phone to look at the message I got.
Lo and behold, my lunatic-of-a-friend is telling me that my husband didn't MEAN to cheat on me.
First of all, I don't recall ever getting hitched, or meeting anyone I found attractive enough to WANT to marry them.
Second, how the heck does someone to cheat on their spouse, and the spouse shouldn't be mad, because he/she didn't MEAN to?! (I don't want to know what goes through her mind.)
But that's beside the point. ~waves hand, as if sweeping away the matter~
The POINT is that I'm sleeping- which is a big deal for someone who only has a chance at 6 hours of sleep a day- and that idiotic TEME wakes me up for something that isn't even possible! (The whole marriage thing, not the cheating. The cheating is VERY realistic.)
She then proceeds to talk about the fact that the reason I don't remember ever being the 'star of the chapel' is because of stress from the pregnancy!
I mean, seriously, what the frick?!
It might be possible to not remember tying the knot- happens in Vegas all the time-, but I think I'd remember "doing the do."
For the rest of the day, I proceeded to- in the politest words- tell her how wrong she was, and explain how I was going to bring back her sanity in the most evil ways possible. (Not exactly in those words.)
After that's said and done, I move about the house as lethargically as a drunken manatee.
I NEED six hours of sleep!
Bah, whatever.
Goodbye, and good day to you!
Suddenly, my cell's going off.
Naturally, me being the kind of sleeper that I am, I wake up and open the phone to look at the message I got.
Lo and behold, my lunatic-of-a-friend is telling me that my husband didn't MEAN to cheat on me.
First of all, I don't recall ever getting hitched, or meeting anyone I found attractive enough to WANT to marry them.
Second, how the heck does someone to cheat on their spouse, and the spouse shouldn't be mad, because he/she didn't MEAN to?! (I don't want to know what goes through her mind.)
But that's beside the point. ~waves hand, as if sweeping away the matter~
The POINT is that I'm sleeping- which is a big deal for someone who only has a chance at 6 hours of sleep a day- and that idiotic TEME wakes me up for something that isn't even possible! (The whole marriage thing, not the cheating. The cheating is VERY realistic.)
She then proceeds to talk about the fact that the reason I don't remember ever being the 'star of the chapel' is because of stress from the pregnancy!
I mean, seriously, what the frick?!
It might be possible to not remember tying the knot- happens in Vegas all the time-, but I think I'd remember "doing the do."
For the rest of the day, I proceeded to- in the politest words- tell her how wrong she was, and explain how I was going to bring back her sanity in the most evil ways possible. (Not exactly in those words.)
After that's said and done, I move about the house as lethargically as a drunken manatee.
I NEED six hours of sleep!
Bah, whatever.
Goodbye, and good day to you!