Note to self
I have got to quit posting long-winded stories at 1 am. I spend the next day trying to figure out why the hell I thought something was so funny (or how it even made sense) the night before.
Named for a woman who used to say, "If my legs were longer, I could be a model." When you asked, "How much longer?" she would hit you. Loved her.
I have got to quit posting long-winded stories at 1 am. I spend the next day trying to figure out why the hell I thought something was so funny (or how it even made sense) the night before.
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Terroni
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5:18 PM
6 comments:
I thought the long winded story was funny. I also go the job...but I don't want it. Ironic huh? Another interview, for a job I *desperately* want tomorrow...
Well, let's crack open a beer and drink to irony and luck for tomorrow.
I actually like the long ones best. They are more telling. Like now I know that if you ever mess with me, I'll just shove you in my closet and lock the door or something....
Now, see, I'm still chuckling...I think it is incredibly funny, and very well written...so please keep posting at 1AM; I look forward to reading what you've written (and I know I'm not the only one!).
:)
Judi
i liked it too. I couldn't do the late night thing though.
Ha! I have definitely had that expereicne. But what is worse is long emails in the niddle of the night after taking Ambien. I don't recommend it.
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