Wednesday, May 30, 2007
You'll be sorry when I'm dead
The laundry machine in our building keeps stealing my quarters. I try hitting it, shaking it, plugging it into different outlets, putting the quarters in slowly, putting them in quickly...all for not. I think I'm cursed, or maybe the machine hates me, or maybe Mercury is in retrograde. Most likely it has something to do with magnets.
I went to the laundromat, loaded my laundry, and went out to run some errands.
I came back 25 minutes later when my wash was supposed to be done. I turns out I forgot to hit start.
I set up the trunk of my car as a painting studio so I could work on my salmon themed banner. I would explain, but i don't think the information would translate, I will try and explain more clearly on a later date when my banner is further along. My banner is titled "Hebe and Salmon Unicorn" media: paint, glitter, and jewels.
Joni came out to join me. She brought Miller Light and a cat on a leash.
Lupita came over and we barbecued in the parking lot.
At some point during the evening; this bump appeared on my arm. It REALLY just appeared. I was totally freaked out. Lupita, Maggie, and David all agreed that a spider had lay it's eggs inside my arm.
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4 comments:
False. We all agreed that it was just a bruise and you were a complainer.
Why it is, that the only time anyone feels compelled to comment on a post, is when they want to call me a liar.
because you are a liar
I prefer to think of it as poetic license.
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