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Monday, September 14, 2009
I Have Nothing Amusing to Impart Today
My ass is tired and grumpy. It's Monday. What else do I need to add?
I don't know what you could add but I will add that I'm always glad when it's Monday because that's when we can resume our conversation. Love....Ms. Moon
I almost robbed your phrase and said that I don't know a damn thing. I was having one of those days, but you just fixed it by writing what you wrote. The only thing I do enjoy about Mondays is hearing from you and yours. So I will focus on that shit right thar and try and cheer up.
Tell Lily she needs to plunk that baby out. I am awaiting the news. Every morning I check your blog first. Tell her to picture me in the room with all of you when the baby comes. I will be there in spirit. You could be Memaw Moon, you know. There is a certain alliteration there. (I'm joking. I hate the word Memaw.)
I will love being MeMaw if that is what the baby ends up calling me. Or MawMaw, for that matter. Or Big Mama. I am getting so fat that it will be appropriate.
Syd, Me too. WAY TOO MUCH physical stuff over the weekend. I actually lifted an ENTIRE six-pack to my mouth while watching the Dawgs play football on Saturday.
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.
7 comments:
I don't know what you could add but I will add that I'm always glad when it's Monday because that's when we can resume our conversation.
Love....Ms. Moon
I almost robbed your phrase and said that I don't know a damn thing. I was having one of those days, but you just fixed it by writing what you wrote. The only thing I do enjoy about Mondays is hearing from you and yours. So I will focus on that shit right thar and try and cheer up.
Tell Lily she needs to plunk that baby out. I am awaiting the news. Every morning I check your blog first. Tell her to picture me in the room with all of you when the baby comes. I will be there in spirit. You could be Memaw Moon, you know. There is a certain alliteration there. (I'm joking. I hate the word Memaw.)
I second that!
Thanks for the comment and welcome. I love your blog.
I will love being MeMaw if that is what the baby ends up calling me. Or MawMaw, for that matter. Or Big Mama. I am getting so fat that it will be appropriate.
Mel,
Love you. Thanks for reading.
SB
I feel tired today but not grumpy. Just tired--way too much physical stuff over the weekend.
Syd,
Me too. WAY TOO MUCH physical stuff over the weekend. I actually lifted an ENTIRE six-pack to my mouth while watching the Dawgs play football on Saturday.
Damn I'm tired.
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