With A Bang
10/06/2008
I’m back.
So much has happened.
First there are some blog-cleaning activities that must occur. My email is being overrun by bots sending me ever so helpful information on a variety of narcotics/penile enhancements/opportunities to inherit a fortune from a terminally ill and paralyzed distant relative (no really, it actually said: “it wasn’t so bad after the stroke, but the chemotherapy is quite difficult to take”).
Second the people upstairs are having sex. Slowly.
Third you must know I’ve been cheating on you. I’ve been exchanging emails with someone in the city. I’ve been exhausting all my endlessly funny stories on him. I think I will just go through my emails and paste them in (at least that way you can read all the opportunities I’ve had to make my fortune on the back of someone so close to death).
Fourth I have a wedding this weekend in LA. A retreat next weekend in San Diego. A baby christening the weekend after that. A wedding in Georgia the weekend after that. Then I plan on sleeping for a month.
Fifth Natalie will be mad if end here so I shall soldier on. Natalie also has had the opportunity to soak up my funny goodness. But the things I say to make Nat laugh are not really all that appropriate for this forum. Mostly because I will say something about someone, and then that someone will read it here, and the someone will be like: “Hey bitch! I have feelings.” And then I will be all: “Shut up whore.” This will go on for awhile until one of us passes out from lack of oxygen and we will wake up feeling all awkward or something. And then things will never be the same.
Sixth my apartment is looking pretty supa-fly.
Seventh I don’t know why I am writing out the numbers. It’s annoying me. But I am too lazy to go back and change this. Or add the correct suffix/punctuation.
Eighth my clothes are fitting awfully snug this month. Maybe it’s time to get over the fact that I had some of my toenails removed and get back into the gym. I just looked at some photos from when I first moved out here. I was fit! No really. What the hell happened? Let me answer that rhetorical question: Bruce. Bruce happened. Fucking comfort eating.
Ninth my yearly review went really well last month. I was given the highest possible raise. Yes: 5.3%. Word. Now I have actual projects that I own and people ask me actual questions that I need to be able to actually answer promptly. Whoever set me up in this con needs to be beaten. When I interviewed for this job no one ever said that there would be questions.
Tenth bitches I made it! An even multiple of five. Thank you and good night.
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You’re talking about me, aren’t you. Haven’t you heard, bitch? I have feelings.
Okay. Had to do that. Glad you’re back and glad things are going well!
As if. Your feelings died in like 2001 and now you just rule the world with an iron fist and cold, dead heart. Wait, I think that’s me. Oops.
Yeah, I’m back. I can’t exactly post why I was gone, I think it is better this way. Trust me. I have the funny flowing again. Things will be better this time. I only beat you when you make me angry. Wait, I think that’s the wrong apology. Oops.
Bless you for taking my neurotic tendencies into account when writing your post.
Also, thank you for being my Friday night date. I haven’t had so much fun in ages and I didn’t even have to put out! Oh wait, that was a downside. Oh well. It can’t always be sunshine and rainbows.
P.S. I’m crazy exhausted and can’t be responsible for my nonsensical ramblings.