I think this week is going to be a Write Off. Where I turn off the writing.
That’s sweet, isn’t it?
But I did homework, a show, and two posts for Lick. Slam. Suck. so it’s not like I’m doing nothing besides working all day.
Exciting subway adventure this morning: I was on the E train before 8am this morning. I didn’t get to work until 9:15am. Let me just explain to you: I should have been out of the tunnel by 8:42am at the latest. Slow trains due to traffic, then there was a sick passenger. I cannot even explain in words how much it irks me when I am early to leave for work but forces beyond my control make me late. That took away my coffee time, my Duane Reade time, my Dagostino time… come on!
And then mope mope mope woe is me mope mope mope insert me complaining about being unloved mope mope mope and who can guess what time of month it is? mope mope mope it must be bedtime.
Mope.
Hey,… that’s poeM.
By the way, the Triangles have eyes and can think like a borg collective. That’s effed up.
I can’t believe I missed the frigging show! I thought it was tonight!
You need some chocolate for lunch. And cheesy potatoes.:)
Remind me to steer clear of that book…
Chocolate.
And tots!
Every morning I wake up and hop online. And I wonder, “what’s Poppy’s blog gonna look like today?”
It’s almost like a fresh pair of undies every day. *snerk*
And um….VODKA. Chocolate and vodka. Always.
I’m getting pretty intrigued by The Triangles.
OK. I can’t stand it any longer. I just borrowed the book from the library and downloaded to my work PC. No more Return to Ravenhearst until I’ve finished reading it!
I just want to point out that you are loved very much… because I <3 YOU more!!!
Sybil, it’s so funny how you and Turn mentioned potato, particularly of the cheesy variety, because last night I turned to Dawg and said “I want cheesy tots.”
Maman, *steering you toooooward the book*
Turn, I had chocolate today! No tots, though.
Chickadoodle, it pains me to inform you: I don’t like vodka. It fills me with joy to inform you: You can have my vodka.
Dutchess, go to them. They are calling you.
MOM, yaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Then we can compare notes! The really gruesome parts I have to skip or else I’ll hurl on the train.
Dawg, you know I know that I am. I am just feeling irrational right now, as was exhibited tonight on the couch when I flipped the fuck out for 5 minutes, and again when I won an argument without even trying. heh.
PS I LOVE YOU MORE -8 STYLE. :grins: :love:
But Poppy, my love, I tend to wake up in the middle of the night asking someone to turn on the lights and to kill that which is tormenting me in my dreams… that might be very difficult with say, a geometric shape…
ESPECIALLY if it’s inside your body! Look! Collarbone Triangle Eyeballlllll! GAH!!!!!
GAH! That is going to be harder to kill than my dream spiders…
And god knows that Fun Daddy is sick of those.. but then it has been almost 25 years of trying to kill those fuckers..
I’m not usually a fan of the horror genre (love sci-fi, though), but I think Scott Sigler’s gritty novels are fantastic! I listened to the audiobook of Ancestor and really liked it, but Infected is even better. Gotta love those Triangles! LOL……