they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

on the upside.

i ran four miles tonight. i'm getting my running legs (and feet) back. and it feels good.

but back to the hell that was this morning. i forgot to mention that last night, after picking up the new car at a dealership and driving back downtown on 71 (always a pleasant experience,) i got a migraine. and while in the midst of said migraine, i became hungry. so, dizzy and half-blind, i ventured to the kitchen to eat a snack. but because this screaming headache made me even more of a klutz, i knocked an empty wine glass off of the counter onto the concrete floor. which broke the wine glass. no, i mean, shattered it. this glass. this $100-plus-dollar Wedgwood, gold-rimmed, crystal glass. into a million pieces.
after all of that, you can imagine how thrilled i was to be awoken by pounding bass. at 3:20 a.m.

okay, now you know the whole story.


  • At 4:25 PM, Blogger Faith said…

    Ok, the thumping bass at anytime after 6 p.m. is not cool. So at 3 a.m.? You don't need to be having a bad day for that to be the straw that breaks the camel's back!

    I hate selfish, stupid people!

    Sorry about your glass! ::hugs!::


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