The funniest thing today:
I was chatting with PoorYorick today and he says “How are you doing?”
You know, when I reread that, it almost sounds like Joey Tribiani from Friends, which, by the way, has gotten extremely lame. Although I suppose it’s kicking Survivor‘s butt, so maybe it’s gotten better. I wouldn’t know, though, as I’ve been watching that Crazy Old Tom the Farmer Man who always manages to get his ass crack some prime time exposure.
Anywhoo….
PoorYorick asked how I was doing and I said “Super!”. And PoorYorick says something like “You must be wearing something cute today.”
And the scary thing: he was freaking right.
How sad is that? How sad is it that I’m so shallow that I feel great because I think I look cute. Or maybe it’s the opposite, when I’m feeling great, I think I look cute. I don’t know. Whatever the case, apparently, I’m extremely predictable, even in PRINT.
(sigh)
I do look darn cute today. Not as cute as the day I went to the dentist, but pretty cute. Got the black argyle socks on with the little red triangles, which I now have commited to as my very favorite socks in the entire world, my Docs, black trousers, white $7 t-shirt, heather grey blazer, and my little red ruby pendant thing I got for Christmas a few years back… had to match the red triangles on the World’s Best Socks, you know.
Yup. I’m one shallow chica.
Tonight I am to go singing some kick ass Karaoke, probably at the Ass Splinter Sports Bar. I’m a little worried. I’m thinking about wearing lead lined panties… you know, just in case. Because apparently if there is an errant chunk of wood, it will somehow find my tender tuckus. It’s like a law of nature or something.
But what the hell…. I could use a pair of earrings to match my Ass Splinter necklace.
