Forgive me for a moment, I'm going to whine and feel sorry for myself.
I don't understand why I can't stay home, waist deep in kraft cardstock and happier than a crackhead who's just sold a pint of blood.
Do y'all even have places like that? Not DONATE blood, but the places you can SELL it? There's a place here in OKC, where you can get about forty bucks for your first visit- and every morning, there's a line of OKC's finest crackheads, hobos and hookers, lining up with blood in their veins and dollar signs in their eyes. I used to live near the place, because I'm cool like that and enjoy living in areas where it looks like DAWN OF THE DEAD outside your apartment. I would drive past the place on the way to work and say, every morning, "If I ever need a blood transfusion, just kiss me goodbye. I don't want it- I've seen where it came from."
It's almost St. Patrick's Day- maybe when I get home, I'll make a card tonight with a shamrock or a leprechaun on it- that sounds fun, doesn't it? Ms. Aw-Yes just announced there's something downtown this weekend "WITH RIVERDANCERS!" I won't be there- know why?
Cuz it's DEMO DAY at My Heart's Fancy! I don't know what they're doing yet- but I'll be there. So- if you're in Oklahoma, you should go too! It'll be fun.
Yeah, I know- nothing to show you, but wanted to let you know about what's up on Saturday. Maybe next time, I'll tell you about the time that Monica Lewinski bitched me out.