"MOM! MOM! CAN I? PLEASE!!! WHY NOT! YOU LET L! NUN-UH!"
LORD GOD! PLEASE HELP ME FIND MY SANITY! IS IT LACK OF MEDICATION THAT IS GETTING ME? I HAVE THE PERFECT LIFE HERE. HELLO! IS ANYONE LISTENING TO ME? I THINK I AM GOING INSANE!
IS MY SWEATER AT THE CLEANERS OR ON THE CLOSET FLOOR? WHY HAVEN'T I TAKEN IT TO THE CLEANERS BY NOW?
$210 FOR A CELL PHONE BILL!!! WHY HAVEN'T I SWITCHED CARRIERS YET!?
DOG HAIR! DOG HAIR EVERYWHERE! WHY DIDN'T I VACUUM THIS MORNING!? UH!!!!
SURGERY!? SHIT! CAN I DO SURGERY THIS FRIDAY?! I JUST GOT IN GOOD WITH THE COMPANY I WANTED TO GET A JOB WITH. NOW I'M GOING FOR SURGERY? AM I INSANE!? BUT IF I WAIT WILL IT INTERFERE WITH THE WEDDING DATE?!
LITTLE A! IS SHE BETTER? BIG A! DOES SHE KNOW I CALLED AND REMEMBERED HER BIRTHDAY!?
UH! I FORGOT AMY! DID I CALL AND WISH HER A HAPPY BIRTHDAY?
DOES ALL OF THIS SEEM INSANE? IT FEELS INSANE.
I THINK I NEED A... WHO KNOWS.
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I think you need a margarita.
In fact, I'm certain of that diagnosis.
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