SPEAKING OF ABORTIONS
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...
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Happy Pesach to my Jewgirl with love from your Catholisha Jew Frannylish.
funny stuff. and the song sounded a little bit like a tune i heard at a hippie-trippy-chickie shul when i was 14, the one and only time we attended services before my dad yanked us out like the jews hauling ass outta egypt.
happy passover, katie, and stay regular.
i am heading to NJ to overeat