I'm in Love With My Schwan's Man
Okay, well not exactly in love. I mean, it isn't as though I'm attracted to him. He's just fabulous. Charming, very nice, not even a hair smarmy, and he remembers me, my dog, everything. I love people that are good at their job. He makes me want to rush online and place an $84,000 order. *sigh* But alas, my freezer isn't big enough.
So I cut school today. I haven't done that in years. I had an assignment due that was only half done, and I woke up early and still felt like hell. So I decided that just once, damn it, I was going to allow myself to cut and flake out on an assignment. I mean, I've gotten like 100% on all my assignments thus far, or damn near. So with one missing assignment I'll still be better off than most the class. Ya hear this? I'm rationalizing. And maybe it's the fatigue or overwhelming stress, but you know what? It's working. Yayyy!
So Winston knocked over a cup of coffee onto my light colored carpet. I thought I got it all up but when I got home I saw this massive stain. Niiiiice. Maybe I'll sell Winston and get a carpet cleaner!
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Haha, I would but I just bought an Oreck. It's fabulous! And Turtle is not nasty, she's just weird, she always has been. Why is she still registered to you? And how'd she end up in SF?
What is a Schwan Man? Is he like Spider Man or Batman? Or is he like me, mild mannered broadcaster by day, superhero Dialysis Man by night? My superpowers you ask? Annoying people at a moment's notice, vomiting at all hours of the day and, my personal favorite, being utterly and pitifully dateless.
Well, that was quite a tangent.
Or a sine or cosine, depending on whether you've finished your math homework or not.
My incision is telling me to lie down, so I must depart your blog. It's also telling me to make a grilled cheese sandwich.
Mmm. Grilled cheese.
Stacy Without an E
Stacy without an E!!!!! I miss you! And I won't see you tomorrow cause I'm off. *whew* I think we can both be grateful for me having a day off!
A Schwan's man!!! You know! Those guys that drive 'round in those big freezer truck thingies and deliver frozen food? You know....
I hope your grilled cheese was yum-yummers and ummylicious...
Ohhh, and no, the math never was finished completely, but I turned it in for partial credit. Scaaaaary....
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