I think it's funny that CitiBank thinks I can afford to pay them $750 this month.
I think it's funny that clicking on the Severe Weather Alert on my Burbank, CA weather page reveals that there might be some drizzle tomorrow. A 30% chance of severe drizzle.
I think it's funny that I got myself a fine sunburn yesterday, despite all the years I invested in attempting to achieve transparency.
I think it's funny that my car shimmies at high speeds. Because it's always something.
I think it's funny that BabySteve thinks I have time to watch a 13 minutes video of Lego people acting out Michael Jackson's Thriller shot for shot. Particularly because, when he was a small boy (yes, at one time BabySteve could clear 8 foot ceilings), he was SERIOUSLY SCARED of the actual Thriller video.
I think it's funny that I've spent many diligent hours churning out expense reports only to have them lost in inter-office mail.
I think it's funny that Meghan's Aunt Marie slipped me a $20 last night. Funny and really super sweet.
I think it's funny that I have After Sun Aloe in my purse.
I think it's funny that because some bitch cut me off at a light, forcing me to come to a complete stop in the middle of an intersection, that I have to a.) Pay $360 bail for the honor of going to court and b.) most likely complete a traffic school course online.
I think it's funny that it never really occurs to me to buy new shoes.
I think it's funny that I have a ferocious pizza craving that just will. not. die.
I think it's funny that I had a second cup of coffee today and almost buzzed right out of my skin. Funny with a sad sort of yearning for the days when I could consume 4 coffees a day and harness that power for the greater good, like blogging during working hours or mapping out the perfect route from a burger to the gym while simultaneously crunching the numbers on my checking account to make sure I could afford it.
I'm out of practice.
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