It's 8:30 in the morning...guess what I'm doing?
Yes, my friends, that is cheap box o'wine in that plastic cup. The absolute best part of working midnights is coming home and drinking! It makes it almost worthwhile.
Fussy hasn't posted the writing prompt for today and I need to go to bed so I can get up and go back to work at 7 pm. Did I mention that I am working. Every. Single. Day. Until June 17th? Lots of whine in your futures, dumplings.
Where was I? I don't know. Guess I'll just clear up a thing or two from the previous posts.
No, I don't wear daisy dukes. But I could if I wanted to. I just meant that I don't have to cover up from head to toe in dark wool. I probably should, but that's another post altogether.
(whoo, wine goes straight to your head when you've been up for 23 hours)
Um. Yeah. Lost it. Huh. Well, technically this counts as posting every day for June. Screw the prompts. It's my blog after all.
Oh, yeah, now I remember; Blagojevich. That's my esteemed former Illinois governor that I voted for twice. Hey, Buckethead, remember when we shunned the republicans at the Halloween Parade and that one lady yelled at you and you told her you loved your governor...in Tennessee. Good times. Norway.
Okay, I am officially goofy. I need to go to bed. See y'all tomorrowish.
4 comments:
My sympathies on the night shift--and every day?! UGH! On the up-side, I think hallucinations are great for creative writing, so your pain ought to be our pleasure... Get some sleep!
You know, that looks like porn on the tv in that picture, but let me assure you it is a cartoon.
Not necessarily in that order:
1. Yes, I remember. Because it was about minus 57 degrees and my liberal ass was frozen solid.
2. TWICE? Really? that totally trumps my Bush (Senior) once. Shut. up. Dukakis? Seriously?
3. You coming to my house on the 18th with yo' chitlins? We can blog on the deck or some shit like that.
I ain't playin' this prompt-y game, though. This is America and in America NOBODY tells ME what to blog...
Norwegian porn.
You do make me smile! Sorry about the night shifts every day til the 17th ... that stinks!
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