YIKES!

03/15/2005

HAPPY FREAKING BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Geez, I’m getting old! It looks and feels like my tits dropped a couple of inches last night. Any lower and I will have to train them to do my typing.

My mind knows the turn of the calendar too. Yesterday was full of both stupid and funny mistakes. It’s like my resources have given up. After experimenting with life and failing, I decided to give myself the rest day off. Today, I slept for as long as I could. Sleep is a good embarrassment avoider.

An example of mind losing from birthday eve:
Received an email from someone I have been "planning" to get together with for lunch or supper for awhile. After a really long silence, my cynical nature began taking over. Well, yesterday, I received an email from said person stating a desire to still get together. I sent a message about this communication to a "friend" I knew would understand my intended inflection about this – ONLY to find I had sent the message to the person I’m supposed to get together with --- WITH A FREAKING UGLY TYPO!!!! Well, the message just stated the facts, not anything else but still!…

There are two more examples of impending senility but I would rather invoke my privilege to ignore.

Oh well, I need to run out to the store to buy cords so I can tie them around my udders and ass. The gorges they are leaving as I walk are not very pretty.

I swear I drooled in my sleep last night.


zss

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