Times are shitty, but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse...
These past few weeks have just been kicking my ass. I'm not going to bore everyone with the details. Just know that I haven't felt too well physically. Or mentally. I hurt. Everywhere. But, things are getting better. For some reason - I'm in a great mood right now! Let's not spoil it.
Actual conversation with Soup the other day. On her AIM profile, she says the world needs more shoehorns. And the convo went something like this:
Her - So the world needs more shoehorns.
Me - Why's that?
Her - 'Cause no one uses them anymore. And I need them to get these damn shoes on.
Me - Yeah. Bob carries one around.
Her - ??
Me - Yeah. He's a shoe salesman. He carries it on his belt. He's a strange guy.
Her - Haha
Me - And he wears suspenders.
Her - Why would he wear both?
Me - I dunno.
Her - I mean, if he wears suspenders, they keep his pants up. So what's the belt for?
Me - Haha. To hold the shoehorn!
Wow. Random. Dumb. Good times, good times.
So Mom had a small surgery on her foot on Friday - she's fine, don't worry. But, I went home to be with her. And to get away from here. And just to see her.
Well, that's about it for now. I took the poetry quiz off Alisha's post - I got some random thing I've never heard of, nor do I understand. But, I'm a music major, so I don't need to. I'll just sing a song.
I really do miss my mom. SO much.
Actual conversation with Soup the other day. On her AIM profile, she says the world needs more shoehorns. And the convo went something like this:
Her - So the world needs more shoehorns.
Me - Why's that?
Her - 'Cause no one uses them anymore. And I need them to get these damn shoes on.
Me - Yeah. Bob carries one around.
Her - ??
Me - Yeah. He's a shoe salesman. He carries it on his belt. He's a strange guy.
Her - Haha
Me - And he wears suspenders.
Her - Why would he wear both?
Me - I dunno.
Her - I mean, if he wears suspenders, they keep his pants up. So what's the belt for?
Me - Haha. To hold the shoehorn!
Wow. Random. Dumb. Good times, good times.
So Mom had a small surgery on her foot on Friday - she's fine, don't worry. But, I went home to be with her. And to get away from here. And just to see her.
Well, that's about it for now. I took the poetry quiz off Alisha's post - I got some random thing I've never heard of, nor do I understand. But, I'm a music major, so I don't need to. I'll just sing a song.
I really do miss my mom. SO much.