Thursday, August 16, 2007

Thursday Thirteen


Thursday 13 Banner by Emily


I would like to think that my bad luck has run its course. But as I pack my apartment, while listening to the sounds of thunder, I have to wonder.

Today has been a grueling day - thus here are thirteen reasons that I need a large cocktail, or even just some tail. (opps!)

1. Waking up this morning and having to move everything I own to high ground (i.e., couch and bed).
2. The DMV.
3. People that go to the DMV smell funny. I mean, not me, but the rest of them - stinkypoo!
4. The DMV computer system works through a satellite, and the weather today prevented it from doing its job.
5. The fact that this happened - ummm, about 2 hours into my wait at the odoriferous DMV.
6. I have a bump (nay, pimple) on my chin plus wet weather hair, and I had to take a photo that will haunt me for years. Peering up at me from my wallet.....
7. The fact that when I finally left the DMV - the sky was falling. Literally - vast amounts of water poured from the sky. Thus causing serious street flooding.
8. Leading to this little fact. My boss is a jerk. No really, he is. The police and a seriously flooded street stood between me and the office. His response. Circle back and try another route.
9. It took me 2 and a half hours to travel less than a mile.
10. Did I mention the hair?
11. Fear that I will go home to a flooded apartment.
12. Crappy bean soup, that I spent way too much for because it was "healthy," and I am trying to be the same.
13. The fact that I risked life and limb, well okay, my car to get to work, and I am sitting here with time to write my blog.



Hmmm.....I wonder what would have happened if my car flooded out in a icehouse parking lot? This post would have been a hell of a lot perkier that is for fucking sure.*



* Damn straight bitches, I have a mother fucking rating to protect.

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2 Comments:

At 9:39 AM, Blogger Beta Fishy said...

Thanks Ladies!

I move this Saturday - thank goodness because there is a hurricane headed in this general direction as I type.

Perhaps - your Dad is a doctor, right? I think that doctors and attorneys suffer from huge misplaced egos. Not all of course, but MANY!

 
At 1:29 PM, Blogger Beta Fishy said...

Icehouse - guess it is a Texas thang honey. It is a bar but it opens into a covered parking lot (basically a garage), an icehouse.

 

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