what a stupid hat! (says the missy in the toque) ... (me)
This morning at work has gone by painfully slow , hellloooo gorgeous June time. Its so fucking stupid cold outside, I feel restless, all I want to do is hang at home, pick my nose and wipe it and draw. I like hour long showers lately too. I get carried away making up songs about Bobo the clown, and the Anus town. I have also established some other shower repretoire, including Patsy Cline, Roy Orb, and Smokey Robinson. I have an old soul. I have also taking a liking to shampooing my eyebrows... makes sense no?
I got very little sleep last night. I hit the hay around 1 am, after watching that Cher movie, "mask". I could not stop thinking about the poor gibbled monster, even though he was a sweetie, he really creeped me out.
sorry!
ANYHOW, tossing and turning, moaning and sighing, I just could not get my eyes shut, i tried my mightiest to doze off to dream land with little luck. Eventually, I found my eyelids met and i was just beginning to dream, and then my fucking phone rang... It was Todd, he was seeing if I wanted to party, like a good girl I declined. Fucking crusty crocks! So there I was still NOT asleep, an hour or so goes by, I cant stop thinking about Garth in that "mask" movie... then I got upset with myself that I think he is an attractive man... breathing deeper and finally some rest...
MY FUCKING PHONE RANG AGAIN.
The voice on the other end is charming (pretty 'rustic') and familiar, but I was so out of it at this point the words I was speaking made little sense I am sure... That statement is most likely reverse, Jake seemed wasted.
"YOU HATE ME"
"no, I dont"
"YOU CALLED ME RETARDED"
"no, I did not"
"RIGHT, YOU WERE SAYING I WAS BEING RETARDED?"
"yes... yawn... what are you doing?"
... etc..BLAH BLAH BLAH...
it just resulted in me saying I would call him later... maybe he does not remember me saying that??
i guess my point is.................i hate phone.
I got very little sleep last night. I hit the hay around 1 am, after watching that Cher movie, "mask". I could not stop thinking about the poor gibbled monster, even though he was a sweetie, he really creeped me out.
sorry!
ANYHOW, tossing and turning, moaning and sighing, I just could not get my eyes shut, i tried my mightiest to doze off to dream land with little luck. Eventually, I found my eyelids met and i was just beginning to dream, and then my fucking phone rang... It was Todd, he was seeing if I wanted to party, like a good girl I declined. Fucking crusty crocks! So there I was still NOT asleep, an hour or so goes by, I cant stop thinking about Garth in that "mask" movie... then I got upset with myself that I think he is an attractive man... breathing deeper and finally some rest...
MY FUCKING PHONE RANG AGAIN.
The voice on the other end is charming (pretty 'rustic') and familiar, but I was so out of it at this point the words I was speaking made little sense I am sure... That statement is most likely reverse, Jake seemed wasted.
"YOU HATE ME"
"no, I dont"
"YOU CALLED ME RETARDED"
"no, I did not"
"RIGHT, YOU WERE SAYING I WAS BEING RETARDED?"
"yes... yawn... what are you doing?"
... etc..BLAH BLAH BLAH...
it just resulted in me saying I would call him later... maybe he does not remember me saying that??
i guess my point is.................i hate phone.