Posted by karen_kay on November 20, 2007, at 15:25:31
i'm dead serious!
the homeless woman can't cook to save her life! she made pancakes today. exactly 2 turned out. the others looked like chocolate chip mush. she told me she can only make cookies and when she marries she will go on maury with her husband and children and their hoverrounds. (she's making the cookies for thanksgiving!!!) i don't think she's ever going to marry!!! and if she does, they will all weigh 3000 pounds, hence the need for the hoverrounds (am i spelling that right? those things you ride on???)
on to other things... i was boiling water and dumped it on myself. yeah it hurt. but, i forgot about it and a few days later, i couldn't figure out why my skin was peelign off on my fingers. it's still peeling and i look like i'm involved in sopme sort of meth cooking gone bad.
speeking of bad hygene: was i? well i am now! i can't remember the last time i showered. it could have been halloween for all i know. i'm not depressed, just really apathetic! blechy, as my son would say! good thingi have some pretty potent perfume to cover ti up with :) and aqua net (ie: pure alcohol) to take the grease right out of my hair! and thank god for make up, for those days when i actually do make it out of the hosue (when are those days? ithink i'm a hermit! did i spell hermit right? is it with an i or e?)
more about my ongoing crap: my son is getting really grumpy lately. he likes to stick food in his mouth and not swallow it (is that normal?). i'm finding everything annoying at this point (that's really very normal for me!). i had a dream last night that my exboyfriend helped jumpstart my fourwheeler (maybe i was a threewheeler, i cna't remember, but i don't own either!). mister kk is on days now, due to a promotion at the 'terminator plant' (someone referred to it that way and it made me smile), but works a sh*t ton of hours and i only see him a few hours before he eats and goes to bed. i taught my son to point at people and say 'she did it' or 'he did it'. he gets his own diaper now, throws it away, and puts his own shoes up when we get home from places. i think it's time he changes his own diaper and brigns me breakfast in bed, don't you?
i had an idea to look into freelance work for local newspapers for a minute, but it was only an idea. i don't know how much of an idea it is, but i may as well be doing somethign while i'm doign nothing, you know?
well, that's the scoop, poop!
poster:karen_kay
thread:796198
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/social/20071026/msgs/796198.html