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Monday, February 7, 2011
Shit SB Writes to Her Beloved Ms. Moon
I am in a shit piss tit wanker of a mood. On the way out the door this morning, I slipped and my fat ass fell in a pile of slush. FUCK THE WINTER.
Sweetheart, I'm sorry you slipped today, winter slush sucks, and I echo your sentiments 125%
Ever since I last lived in the NE (1975) I've had a dislike for winter. But later in 1995 in Virginia, it snowed in December and my van got stuck in some slush. Trying to free it, I slipped and injured my shin. What a bloody mess. It didn't heal for two months. My bad attitude about winter went downhill from there, and it's been there ever since. That's why I live in a place where spring comes in Feb.
I almost wiped out on the front step last night while carrying in groceries. This morning I just returned home from the chiropractor...my low back is spazzed-out (don't make fun-it's an official medical term). :)
Here's hoping the week improves. I mean really, it can't possibly get any worse. Right?!
I am assuming you didn't get hurt. Since you didn't, I'm laughing my fucking ass off at the visual sight of it! Thanks for the laugh. (sorry, couldn't resist)
I am a Gen-X, lazy, manic-depressive bastard, with an eating disorder, OCD, and a propensity for alcoholism. I am basically hell to live with, but I enjoy red wine, Ritalin, reality TV, and disdainful cats. This description could also be useful as a personal ad for a dating service.
11 comments:
Oh, Precious. I love you. Good morning!
Fuck the winter!
I say, bring on the global warming so we can have the beach weather and other places can experience crappy weather.
Sweetheart, I'm sorry you slipped today, winter slush sucks, and I echo your sentiments 125%
Ever since I last lived in the NE (1975) I've had a dislike for winter. But later in 1995 in Virginia, it snowed in December and my van got stuck in some slush. Trying to free it, I slipped and injured my shin. What a bloody mess. It didn't heal for two months. My bad attitude about winter went downhill from there, and it's been there ever since. That's why I live in a place where spring comes in Feb.
I almost wiped out on the front step last night while carrying in groceries. This morning I just returned home from the chiropractor...my low back is spazzed-out (don't make fun-it's an official medical term). :)
Here's hoping the week improves. I mean really, it can't possibly get any worse. Right?!
Now that's enough to piss any fucker off, especially on a monday morning.
Love you & feel better soon. xxx
Ms. Moon,
It is now afternoon--that's how with it I am today--but good morning in retrospect!
Jeannie,
Yeah, I want some beach-front property. Laugh. I'm PRO global warming.
Denny,
Thank you dear, and you are a smart man to live in TX.
Mel,
Sorry about your back, love. I hope they gave your some good drugs.
Vix,
That made me laugh. Love you.
PF,
Thank you, my dear. I hope you are doing okay. I have been thinking of you.
Love to all,
SB
Oh! I'm so sorry.
Don't do anything. Please just lie around all night eating bon bons and watching something fun!
I am assuming you didn't get hurt.
Since you didn't, I'm laughing my fucking ass off at the visual sight of it!
Thanks for the laugh.
(sorry, couldn't resist)
Peace.
I am glad to live here. Winters are mild but summers are like hell. However, I would rather take the clothes off than pile them on.
You do not want beach front property. Believe me. It is disappearing because the oceans are eating it up. I have personal experience with this one.
Spadoman,
No, I didn't get hurt. Laugh away, brother.
Syd,
I wish I lived in Low Country. I miss it.
White Rabbit,
I can't help myself. Actually Hugh Grant once said that, and I stole it--shit piss tit wanker.
Ms. Moon,
I adore you and I believe you. AND I LOVE YOU!
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