Jun 02, 2010 13:30
I got a text from one of my co-workers that said, "I wish I had your guts" at about 11 last night. I was dead asleep because I'm 75 years old & go to bed at 4 pm. This morning she said, "Did I send a text to you last night? It was supposed to be for my friend Mary because she just quit her job."
I once sent a very weird text about Pee-Wee Herman to the wrong Brian, so I suppose it's possible, but I doubt it. I don't think she much likes her husband either. They have a house & a bunch of kids so I'm sure that makes it that much harder. I think he doesn't like her 14 year old son very much & it causes all drama. I'm a terrible person so I just try not to giggle at the image of Smoochy singing, "Your stepdad's not mean he's just adjusting" while she complains about it.
Oh, in other news, I'm reading a book at has tooth holes in it thanks to my dog trying to murder it when the mail lady jammed it through the mail slot. There are 2 holes in the front & 2 in the back. It's annoying, but kind of funny too. It's Chuck Klosterman's Fargo Rock City. I have a love/hate relationship with him. I really like his writing, but sometimes I'm just all, "Oh, Chuck! Shut the fuck up!" So the bite marks are kind of satisfying.
I also have 2 dvd cases with the exact same bite marks. My dog is a dick.