Thursday, October 9, 2008

Could it BE more random

I feel like writing. However, I hate typing. Methinks I'll hire me a secretary. A male secretary with 'mussals' as they say here.

I'm at a tragic loss about what to write here. Call it a writer's block if you will..I like kidding myself that I am one. Anyway, point is, I generally write about random incidents in my sad, sad life -while I still call it that- however even though i would never have believed it possible, my life or the lack of it, is at an all time low. I'll fill you in on the details over the phone when I actually degrade myself to putting my number up as my status tag on gtalk; and that's like a diploma in desperation..the proverbial stage before you actually declare yourself ready to get betrothed to a goat. Why a goat? hmm..that might require some quiet deliberation..

Right, so my life is at an all time low. Some days back, the very important(or so I thought) committee I am a member of, decided that it didn't have the foggiest idea why it was there in the first place; I have been stalking our esteemed president to get hold of some frikkin board-pins for 'mindscape'- that has been on hold since 1888; my boyfriend has secret fancies about another man; I sometimes pretend that I'm schizophrenic just to get noticed; these dogs have started 'doing it' right under my window; I have random scary dreams about how I'm Mrs Dog and Mr Dog is 'doing it' under some poor innocent's window with Miss Dog.. a-and the "D" key on my keyboard ain't working unless I apply brute force.

I should curl up in a corner and die.

Oh an why a goat..I reckon it's my spirit animal. and dammit anD!