When I was little we had a cat named Dumb Darryl. I don't know why except that when he entered a room he often looked as if he forgot what brought him there. Dumb Darryl Chicken Liver Whip Whap Sick Sack, like a song, and we would laugh at him there between the ferns.I guess I forgot what brought me here. Should I post a funny photo? A story? Something slow and dense and yeah, like this? Are we out of milk? Should I post at all? Yesterday I got a traffic ticket for $380, last night Bryan and I were mean to each other. My skin is dry and I wonder if it wouldn't be better to be like our old cat Wanda who peed on the carpet.
But that's not it really. Close, but not quite.
Image here.
10 comments:
it's never better to pee on the carpet.
and what exactly did you do for $380.
i hope it involved boobies.
I like this post, some days just don't make sense at all. Thank goodness we get another chance the next morning,
I ran out of gas yesterday...I forgot to fill the tank. I addressed a envelope but forgot to add the city, state and zip...then mailed it off. I have "baby brain" but I'm not prego. Hopefully one day we don't forget our pants. Shake it off and reset for tomorrow.
so damn good.
I mailed a payment that was already late to the gararge door repairman and forgot to put the check in the envelope.
Last week I got a ticket for $108 for going NINE miles over the posted speed limit. In the woods. By my house.
I haven't told my husband, he's gonna be pissed.
I hope today is a better day. Don't pee on the carpet because you know you would have to clean it up.
I was mean to my son and my husband last night. so there.
$380? Yikes! I feel slightly better about the $240 ticket I got on the way to a $200 dentist visit last week (although I still wish I had just stayed in bed)
Like everyone says in prison, "I'm innocent." I didn't do it, I mean kind of, it wasn't my fault at least. Got lost in Oakland trying to get to the zoo--how much more wholesome could it get? Zoey in the back singing along to talk radio--somehow I got onto the on-ramp to the Bay Bridge so I tried to get off on the last Oakland exit which turned out to be a Bus Only lane. $380. The cop was a dick and I cried.
I saw a little boy about 5 today with his mom, he was crying a mid to serious cry.
She said as we waited for the light "what are you crying for we walk this way to school every morning?" I turned to her and said, "I have days like that, I relate" [to her son],
sometimes it just works out that way
What a asshole cop. I'm having one of those days myself, trying to adjust to living outside the US and realizing that I just can't figure out Irish dishwashers, the TV sucks and if I go to the city one more time to find everything closed at 6 I really will breakdown. We all have these days. Tomorrow will hopefully be better.
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