If you think that a kiss was all in the lips; come on you got it all wrong man…
Woke in the middle of the night to a raging thunderstorm, had to put my window down.
I have to say, I love Earth, and I try to do what I can to contribute to extending her life expectancy…
I’m totally a fan of global warming. At least at this point, I mean until if feels like we are living on the surface of the sun. Then I will berate myself for every Styrofoam cup of McDonald’s sweet tea I consumed in my hedonistic life.
Anyway… thanks to global warming, cold fronts, warm fronts, barometric pressure and a PMSing Mother Nature, the storm early this morning knocked out my electricity.
Let me make this very clear… there is no way in holy hell I could live without electricity. If the Zombie Apocalypse comes and the power grid is knocked out, I’m outta here.
I will not offer up my brains to the zombies, I am not nearly that generous, but I can see myself taking myself out in a manner than makes my brains inedible. I'm thinking large caliber weaponry.
Speaking of the Zombie Apocalypse… I totally offended someone recently on Facebook by mentioning the ZA.
An ex bf of mine had posted something about the Fiscal Cliff BS, and this person (his fiancé) posted that she just wished that Jesus would come down and take her and her family to heaven.
That’s crazy, right??
Then someone else posted that they weren’t ready for the apocalypse yet.
So, I posted “Unless it’s a Zombie Apocalypse, I’m totally down with that”>
I was being silly, I mean it’s Facebook, there’s no state law saying you have to be serious, right?
So, I subsequently find out that this was offensive to her.
Sheesh, I don’t think your bible should be lodged in your ass, lady. But, hey, what do I know about it?
Today I am the photo that you see in the dictionary next to the word HIDEOUS. Last night, I went to bed with wet hair. Oh yea, you should have seen it when I got up. To quote my father, I “looked like I’d been dragged through a briar patch backwards.” Feel free to use that little phrase if you like.
I present a briar patch, for those who are unfamiliar.
As a matter of fact, I kinda look like a zombie, before the complete transformation…
Kinda like this, only worse.
So, due to the fear and repulsion that I’m sure I will incite if I spend any time in public, I have declined all offers for activities after work.
Add to that the fact that the pleurisy still has me firmly in its grip.
Tonight I will peruse the interwebs in hopes of finding a totally kick-ass soup recipe for the SOUPer Bowl Saturday night at KS’s. I love soup, but don’t make it too often.
So if you have any recipes, I’m open to suggestions! I’m thinking some sort of mushroom soup, there weren’t any of those last year. We shall see…