Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Happy, Damn It!
Chin up, kitteh -- it's Hump Day. Makes me happy, and not just because my hair looks (slightly) better than yours today.
I need happy.
We are now doing major Voodoo in the office in a last-ditch effort to "do something" about the Senile Senior Partner. Makes us happy. He makes nobody happy, so we'll be a hell of a lot happier when it starts working.
Happy Hump Day!
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Hey Sherry...
I have an extra VooDoo Doll you can borrow!!!
One can never have too many Voodoo dolls, Geesie, so yeah, bring it.:)
I hope it works, girlie. But, if not, it's downhill from here all the way to Friday which is the first day of Autumn (Hell to the YEAH!!!) It's been one of *those* weeks for me, too, but it'll be better by Friday, for sure. xoxo
Love,
Ms. Dragonfly, winging into Fall
If you turn him into a zombie, don't come running to me.
HAPPY HUMP DAY,
SERENA OF THE JOYOUS
hey, nice kitty!
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/t.
Shoot, yeah, Ms. Dragonfly. I expect to still be alive Friday. Between Friday and the first day of Autumn, everything will look better. Here's to Friday.xox
We just want to turn him into a giant potato, Pugsley, and there's a slight chance that we "might" know what we're doing. If not, I WILL come running to you.;)
He is a fairly nice kitty, /t. -- sometimes on Tuesdays. Hope you had a memorable Hump Day.;)
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