Maybe I'm just a little cranky and hung-over from getting (I think the term is "snot-hangin'") drunk last night with [friends name's omitted just in case they'd rather not be associated with my stupid drunk ass or my stupid hung-over rants about it] but I am in quite a mood.
And maybe it's because we went to a stand-up comedy show that everything I say today starts with "Did ya ever notice?" or "What's the deal with..." phrases which, by the way, NONE of the comedians were lame enough to utter at any point during their, for the most part, funny and entertaining sets...
Or perhaps I'm just overwhelmed by the fact that my MOTHER HAS MOVED TO BROOKLYN...I repeat, MY MOTHER HAS MOVED TO BROOKLYN.
Those things could be what's wrong with me today.
All I know is this: if one more person says or does another fucked-up stupid thing to my dog, I will kill them. Make no mistake. I will kill them and fry for it and laugh all the way to hell.
Posted by Antigeist at May 10, 2003 03:11 PMOy, the snot. How it hangs here in the library where I try to remember that I'm a human being and not just a big, throbbing head.
Posted by: Maud at May 10, 2003 03:34 PMSorry to hear everyone's all snottified, and about the existentialist maladies. How I managed to wake up all brighteyed and bushytailed this am is a mystery of Philadelphia Project proportions.
Last night was fun, though! To be serenaded by a gentleman on the L Train platform at 2 am will remain a cherished memory for quite some time.
Posted by: cowboy_sally at May 10, 2003 05:06 PM