a whole lot of yapping into the void
ho de ho de ho. Got rid of our houseguest, so we can now have sex, loudly. Unfortunately we got all kinds of phone calls last night and I ended up falling asleep while LT talked to various people. And I cannot be woken up out of a deep sleep for sex. I mean, there will be rubbing and things, and my mind is going, “Meow, that's a good idea, let's get some,” but my body will just not wake up. Oh well.
I keep sneezing today. What's up with that? Oh this has just been the best Monday ever, in lots of little ways. I got all dressed for work today, and then when I was putting on makeup (for I am a girly girl you know (snort)) I mysteriously and thoughtlessly wiped my fingers on the lapel of my black jacket. What the fuck? How did I get so retarded? Oh yes, let's see…makeup on fingers? Makeup on jacket! Of course! Excellent! So I had to change. And then when I stepped outside I discovered it was raining, so I had to go back for my umbrella. Which of course broke on the way here. And then I find out my yoga class is cancelled. And so on.
Yes I know I am a big whiner.
Does anyone watch wrestling? The WWF and all that? I am intrigued by it, but only by the non-wrestling, soap opera type parts, the yelling and the threats and the like. Whenever I flip past it on the TV I must stop if there is a wrestling girlfriend silicone woman on the screen, for they are a truly astounding spectacle. And why does this “Mankind” person wear like a muzzle and a tie?
Explain this to me, the wrestling-impaired.
—mimi smartypants