Menses just commenced. It's 1:14 AM. I was asleep. That felt good. At 12:24, I popped up. I think I'm awake, maybe awakeish is more accurate. I'm always surprised when those handy-soapy-foamy-bottles run out of soap. For some lame ass reason, it never occurs to me that they ever will. They feel so lifetime supply , even though the bottles aren't more than 8 inches tall. Similarly, when I flip on a light switch and the light flickers to its death, I think "Now what?" Duh, schmuckette, you change the fucking light bulb . Intellectually, I know this, yet for some odd reason, it never comes to mind. In fact, a few years ago, my mother walked into my house and said, "Why aren't the lights working?" I said "I don't know, I flick the switch and they don't work." After a fit of uproarious laughter, she said, "Would it kill you to change the light bulb?” Hmmm. "No", I shamefully responded. I wonder why... it is that I hav...
Comments
Like cribbage got pegs
Men have no defenses
When she blogs about her menses
(Because she's Katie)
That's right! That's right!
(Undoubtedly Katie)
You know, you know it!
Happy one year anniversary.
I ve been on the air for a couple of years, and all i got was lousy stock from some internet start up company called google.
I think we all know how worthless internet stco is since the dotcom bubble burst.
our vags are insynch i'm sure.x
:)
thanks for the good wishes, sweet meat.
I was thinking of the "Patty Duke Show Theme," but it could be "The Loves & Lives of Dobie Gillis" or any of those insipid old thmes that need a hip-hop update.