Yesterday was one of those DAYS. Everything I started, I failed on. I tried to transfer some files from the auction lappy to my Hester Prynne. USB cable: disappeared. Magic sticks…I had two, where the hell are they? None of my discs worked, either. WHAT THE HELL. I tried rubbing one on the other to see if osmosis would help. It did not.
I also tried to put Franny’s new loftbed together. I was sure I could knock it out in a couple of hours, no problem. The wood was warped and I only got to step two.
I didn’t make it to the grocery store. Nothing got cleaned. Files didn’t get typed. Emails went unsent.
“Screw this,” I said.
At about four I called Companion at work.
“Can you bring home a bunch of frozen crap?” I said.
“Er…like what?”
“Eggrolls, jalapeno poppers….”
“FRENCH FRIES!” Franny yelled in the background.
“…and french fries.”
He came home with hot dogs, pizza rolls, poppers, and french fries. It was the most unhealthy meal I have eaten in months and it was delicious. I accidentally poured a lake of sweet and sour sauce on my plate, much to the confusion of Strudel.
“Why did you do that, Mom?” she kept asking. She was convinced I was up to something. I failed at pouring sauce.
I was in bed by nine. The sheer unfinishedness of the day wore me out.
In Other News: Bad Poetry Corner
O cat
you rush in
you rush out
squatting
hovering
freezing
when will you remember
you don’t wear pants?
Each day I check back hoping you’ve writen something about your life. I think it might be an obsession. Oh well. I hope you get things finished tomorrow.
Things will get done when you’re finished with them, and not before.
P.S. Osmosis only works with water, next time try taking the laptop into the shower with you.
I am in a strange mood, but then.. this is not my blogness.
This is where I leave you and your crappity day be, consider it commiserated.
Hee hee, funny letters hate me. So much for jalapeno.
Understand. My Tues. was like being pecked to death by ducks. I had to have the Bad Fries at lunch. HAD TO.
Failed at pouring sauce. I think every other day is like that for me. Jalepeno poppers are poetry in a crust. Cream cheese jalepeno poppers? Do they make another kind.
I think they make deep fried cheesecake frozen treats now?
Jalepenos have vitamins. I think.
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The cat poem is brilliant. So is the image I have in my head of you rubbing two disks together in the hopes that data will transfer. You totally just made my afternoon.
not sure if i’m picking up on the sarcasm but the cheddar cheese jalapeno poppers are prevalent down here; MOF, much harder to find the cream cheese kind. sucks.
No sarcasm on this end. They were cream cheese here.