Cousin Jenny, bless her soul, was getting over a cold as she served turkey last week so basically I've been ill ever since. Trust me, further details you do not want. Dragged my ass out of bed (
ok, off of the bathroom floor) Monday morning and made it to work, but not before spilling my latte all over myself, the freshly cleaned counter, oven, and floor, and having to turn around and re-dress (
ok,
dry cleaning deficiency, I see how its going to be. Wrinkled pants it is, then) then getting snubbed by some
powerhappy granny in the elevator who pushed "close door" as I approached. The fuck, lady!? By the time I finally made it downstairs (had to wait 15 more minutes for an elevator!) the firetrucks were arriving to rescue the snobby passengers of
the elevator that was too cool for me. Ah, nothing like a dab of Monday Morning
Kharma.
We're off to
Morgantown tomorrow (that's B, my new buddy
TheSick, and I) for some
WVU shenanigans (and I've got the golden fingernails to prove it!) so you might not have heard from me for another few days if it were not for today's mysteriously enraging announcement of an announcement...
That's it. That's all they sent. One blurry little tease enigma.
Um, yeah. Wardrobe malfunctions or not, looks as though this years
Superbowl is going to, you know, rock. Just a little. Nothing to get excited about.
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Update:
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3 comments:
Why would she serve Turkey when she was knowingly recovering from a cold?!! Cool about the elevator though.
Tom Petty made in a appearance of this blog about men who look like old lesbians. Just thought you should know.
I love it when you talk dirty. LOL.
It's Tits when you decide to post =)
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