We don't care, though, do we? It's Hump Day. Happy, Happy!
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, December 28, 2011
Strange Stuff
I feel slightly hung over from work yesterday. The place is so surreal, anyway, that most days I come home with whiplash from shaking my head so much. And TMJ because my jaw drops so often. Between the bizarre cast of characters and strange goings-on, yesterday was no different. Even the weather was bizarre yesterday -- chilly and raining in the morning, temperature rising 'til about noon, sudden drop in temperature around noon whereupon sleet developed. Then the sun came out around 2:00 o'clock and by 4:00, the temperature had shot up to 50. By 5:30 or so, however, a cold wind blew in and it stayed windy and cold all night. Lord only knows what it'll do today -- the weather or Work in the Land of the Flippin' Strange.
We don't care, though, do we? It's Hump Day. Happy, Happy!
We don't care, though, do we? It's Hump Day. Happy, Happy!
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Now you know why it is so important that you not attempt to tackle it sober.
yes it is
HAPPY HAPPY HUMP DAY,
SERENA JOY!
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/t.
I think you are absolutely right, Pugsley. That's why I'm heading to the liquor store immediately after work.;)
Happy Hump Day, /t.!;)
Liquor Store?
Hahahahahahahaha...Riiiiight!
Oh, I know it, Mr. G -- my liquor cabinet is actually pretty well stocked. I probably won't need any more for years. Assuming that the collective we make it past 12/21/12. Maybe I should get busy depleting the stock, just in case.:P
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