Yeah, every like five to ten minutes I catch myself sighing, it's actually happening so much that I'm starting to get concerned. The hypochondriac in me, starts screaming "ASTHMA!! LUNG HOLE!! SOMETHING REALLY BAD THAT WILL EVENTUALLY KILL YOU VERY SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY!!!" Well, you get the point. There! I just did it! WTF?!
Maybe I just need some good ol' exercisin'.
Lately, I've been compulsively dancing almost every time I take a trip to the bathroom (the one place, that, I'm pretty sure I won't get caught), which is usually a sign that I need to get back into the studio. Really, I feel like I'm wasting away here. I realized tonight, as I was dancing in the bathroom, that I am a very talented dancer! I should say here, that it wasn't the dancing in the bathroom that made me realize this, rather thinking back at my abilities as a whole (but I will say that the bathroom dancing wasn't bad either). And, ya know, I should not sit back and watch those talents go to waste! If I do, I will wake up one day old, and pruney, and hate myself for it. So to fix this I MUST start class again, and hopefully I can get a job as a ballroom instructor (please please please!). After all, I can't keep being so pathetically poor, it's making me chronically lazy, and dancing would really be the just the job I need.
Other awesome things that happened to me today included:
1. After my very thrilling Spanish class, I walked to my car only to discover I had a 25 dollar no parking sticker fine stuck to my windshield. Weird word for such a horrible thing "fine", they do not happen to be very "fine" if you ask me. More fitting would be "pain in the asses". Wouldn't this sentence sound better: "I had a 25 dollar pain in my ass stuck to my windshield today"?
Yep, I think so.
2. Then, I walk into the house and greet Dinah with my usual MEROWW, and she looks at me, and immediately runs over to the huge puke spot she's recently created, sniffs it, then runs away. Thanks for bringing your BARF to my attention Dinah, appreciate it! So I clean the cat puke, and later Whitney tells me I used linoleum cleaner, instead of the OxyClean, because she re-used the container....oops!
3. After SEVERAL calls to the oh so reliable Niekko, my 200$ check does NOT get cashed. Big surprise there! I called him as directed at 3pm, because he said he would be at his office any time there or then after. "I'm not at the office, I'm at Kirkman, I'll be there in a few minutes, real soon, and call you..." He says all of that as soon as he answers the phone, without even waiting to hear my hello. So, an hour passes. I call him again. "I'm just about on 408, getting closer, almost there". Another hour passes, no answer. Three calls later, no answer. So sneakaly I call the office.."he's in a meeting". Meeting my ass! And that was that, no 200$ and I'm still broke.
SIGH.
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