Thank God, it's Friday. If it weren't, I'd be tempted to run with scissors or something. Lord help
me, I was up half the night with ungodly heartburn. I ate lasagna for dinner. It’s bizarre how sometimes it doesn’t bother
me at all and sometimes it tries its damndest to kill me. Last night, the acid pit started roiling
before I’d even finished. There’s no
rhyme or reason to it.
Thankfully,
I’m out of work at noon on Fridays so, after some necessary shopping, I am
destined for a nice long nap. I plan to
do pretty much squat at work today. I’ve
earned it, if you ask me. I’ve had a
very tough week, with little to no assistance from my “assistant.” Shoot, he didn’t even bother to come in
Wednesday. Didn’t bother to call,
either. I’ve already written the ad for
a new person.
I feel like
punishing some Words Gone Wild today. We
haven’t written poetry here in what seems like eons, so I’m thinking that if
you’re game to put these Twisted Linguistics to work and whip them into haiku, go
for it. Or -- you can just define them.
Here are the
– ahem – words:
plagirism
avaialable
destryed
blooger
untility
condtion
jewellery
pursecuted
entrys
suprised
chrade
phenominally
disconsulete
My effort:
Plagirism destroyed
my avaialable untility
Pursecuted
my chrade entrys phenominally. Blooger disconsulete!
Suprised with
jewellery, condtion better.
Yeah, I know
it’s not nature-themed, but blasfomy follows no rules.
5 comments:
Tempted to play along with your blasfomy... but I was just stumped. Maybe later. I'm running on about 3 cylinders after a rough week of work.
Eating chocolate and wearing pajamas. I vote you get a new assistant as soon as possible!
quid
Blasfomy and 3 cylinders aren't a good match, Quid. I vote you stay in the PJs and have some more chocolate.:)
The ad for the new assistant is running; 6 resumes so far.
This is the best that I can do at this our in the mourning! ;)
Oh if only I knew how to spell correctly
I would have no need to turn to plagirism
This condtion makes me feel pursecuted
Blooger entrys although easily avaialable
Phenominally destryed me by their chrade
Suprised at feeling so hopelessly disconsulete
The only untility I have left is my jewellery
Lee! You answered in twisted linguistics -- props to you!:-)
And you did yourself proud with your, er, poem. Excellent job!:)
Oh my that is some list there! Yes, it is I come to haunt you. I have been through editing hell (it was a real blooger) but the sequel to Kickshaw Candies is finally out.
Stopped by to say hello and bug you for a bit. ;)
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