Talk about your bad days...
...I shouldn’t whine because I’m not in jail, but I’m having a very odd day. I’m as hungry as I can be and my kitchen isn’t exactly what you would call chock full of food. I have peanut butter but no jelly. I have Lucky Charms but no milk. I have that powder cream stuff, but no coffee. There’s one hot dog in the freezer but I don’t have any mustard. There’s one egg in there too, but no butter or oil to cook it in. I could boil it, but with my luck the stupid shell would crack and there goes the egg.
Oh well, I suppose I could make a really strange stew. Before when I THOUGHT I was broke I had a bunch of Hot Pockets but my son ate them all while I was locked up. If that kid were here right now I’d chop off one of his thumbs and eat it.
I just did laundry with shampoo so my clothes smell like apples. Of course, it doesn’t matter because I have no place to go. Even if I COULD drive, my car doesn’t have first gear. I got two snails to keep my aquarium clean but they multiplied so much that they’ve taken over the aquarium and I don’t have the heart to eat them. Thankfully, I have a 50 pound bag of kibble that I bought before I got locked up so the dog can eat. If I don’t get some groceries soon, I’m gonna nibble on that kibble.
I never thought that I would be happy to do dishes before, that’d mean that I had food. I swear, if I ever dig myself out of this mess, I’ll never complain about dirty dishes again. Ironically, I DO have dish soap.
Someone would get a heck of a deal on that car, I’d sell it for a few groceries and a ride to Kroger...but I don’t know where the stupid title is so even if I had a taker, I couldn’t sell the car! If this weren’t so sad, it’d be funny.
Aw hell, it’s funny anyway. Seriously, this is pretty funny to me.
OH! I just remembered that I have some Swiss Miss! Cool, something hot to drink! BRB, gotta get some hot water...
....AHHHHH....dinnertime, a cup of Swiss Miss and a spoonful of peanut butter...life is sweet. It’s about 7 PM which means that my old pals in pod L are eating that hideous prison food. SUCKERS! They could be here with me and my peanut butter if they hadn’t broken the law. I do have enough to share...now all I need is a dinner partner and I’d be golden.
A very kind soul sent me some money via the donate buttons, I’d share my Swiss Miss with him if he were here. It doesn’t have any dehydrated marshmallows, but it sure is good!
Well, it’s Saturday night so I should have some fun somehow...maybe there’s a good movie on. I just made my bed with fresh bedclothes...they smell like apples, but they're clean! So, I guess I'll get my remote control, warm up my Swiss Miss and crawl in bed.
Have a great evening and I'll be back in the morning!
Meg
email me at MegBKelso@gmail.com
Oh yeah, if anyone wants a free Gmail account, email me and I'll send you an invite!
...I shouldn’t whine because I’m not in jail, but I’m having a very odd day. I’m as hungry as I can be and my kitchen isn’t exactly what you would call chock full of food. I have peanut butter but no jelly. I have Lucky Charms but no milk. I have that powder cream stuff, but no coffee. There’s one hot dog in the freezer but I don’t have any mustard. There’s one egg in there too, but no butter or oil to cook it in. I could boil it, but with my luck the stupid shell would crack and there goes the egg.
Oh well, I suppose I could make a really strange stew. Before when I THOUGHT I was broke I had a bunch of Hot Pockets but my son ate them all while I was locked up. If that kid were here right now I’d chop off one of his thumbs and eat it.
I just did laundry with shampoo so my clothes smell like apples. Of course, it doesn’t matter because I have no place to go. Even if I COULD drive, my car doesn’t have first gear. I got two snails to keep my aquarium clean but they multiplied so much that they’ve taken over the aquarium and I don’t have the heart to eat them. Thankfully, I have a 50 pound bag of kibble that I bought before I got locked up so the dog can eat. If I don’t get some groceries soon, I’m gonna nibble on that kibble.
I never thought that I would be happy to do dishes before, that’d mean that I had food. I swear, if I ever dig myself out of this mess, I’ll never complain about dirty dishes again. Ironically, I DO have dish soap.
Someone would get a heck of a deal on that car, I’d sell it for a few groceries and a ride to Kroger...but I don’t know where the stupid title is so even if I had a taker, I couldn’t sell the car! If this weren’t so sad, it’d be funny.
Aw hell, it’s funny anyway. Seriously, this is pretty funny to me.
OH! I just remembered that I have some Swiss Miss! Cool, something hot to drink! BRB, gotta get some hot water...
....AHHHHH....dinnertime, a cup of Swiss Miss and a spoonful of peanut butter...life is sweet. It’s about 7 PM which means that my old pals in pod L are eating that hideous prison food. SUCKERS! They could be here with me and my peanut butter if they hadn’t broken the law. I do have enough to share...now all I need is a dinner partner and I’d be golden.
A very kind soul sent me some money via the donate buttons, I’d share my Swiss Miss with him if he were here. It doesn’t have any dehydrated marshmallows, but it sure is good!
Well, it’s Saturday night so I should have some fun somehow...maybe there’s a good movie on. I just made my bed with fresh bedclothes...they smell like apples, but they're clean! So, I guess I'll get my remote control, warm up my Swiss Miss and crawl in bed.
Have a great evening and I'll be back in the morning!
Meg
email me at MegBKelso@gmail.com
Oh yeah, if anyone wants a free Gmail account, email me and I'll send you an invite!
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