okay, I don’t like having this as my only post, but I have to get it on paper (okay, blog, same thing) or it’ll rattle around in my brain all morning and make it worse.
I feel the “[tag]creeping crud[/tag]” that sometimes hits me. I don’t know why, I don’t know how. I feel all down and out and shit. And you know what? I don’t need this shit. Not today. Not this week. Not the day before fucking Valentine’s Day.
Gah!
Quick, somebody throw a cream pie at me or something to get me out of this funk.
(sorry, anyone looking for entertainment or boobies or whatever, I’ll try harder next entry, promise)
Seriously this morning I was okay and then I sneezed and this crazy head cold thing started immediately and I was like “ah shit…” Plus I don’t need no stinking punctuation.
Hope you feel better soon! (Chocolate, lots of chocolate. And maybe a tiny bit of Ben-n-Jerry’s)
I’m not feeling all fuzzy and romantic either. Maybe something will happen today to jolt you out of the blues.
Don’t fret…we get both entertainment *and* boobies in the previous Rachael Ray post.
Um, we are expecting between 1 and 2 feet of snow. Does that make you feel any better?
:no: No, I don’t like you like this – so, the way I figure it, I thought I’d delurk and tell you…no matter…I appreciate you, however I get you…and that my boobies…hanging as low as they are…are entertaining, enough!
Happy hearts and flowers to you, sweetie!