I actually despise cleaning. Maids are worth their weight in gold.
It's not the actual scrubbing I mind, I actually like dressing up in an apron and kerchief and pretending to be ethnic.
It's the 'un-cluttering' I hate. I find more shit that I wish I didn't find whenever I'm organizing something.
Here is what inspired this rant.
I found a Christmas Card. At first I was all stoked. A little yuletide joy in March? Most excellent.
I opened it to read the oh so witty caption. Lo and behold, it's already been filled out. Apparently I wrote this card to my last girlfriend. I never sent it because I found out she was sleeping with someone else. Twisted, right?
Here's the contents of the card
HO HO HO,
May you have a holly jolly Christmas.
Hey babe,
I miss you. Around Christmas time I always appreciate those amazing people in my life, no matter how far away they are. I can't wait to get back to LA and see you again. Miss you much.
-wil
I really think I should go ahead and send this out. Now.
Wait.
I need to add another line.
Choke and Die.
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