Monday, July 5, 2010

Bitch and Moan Monday


Like Kisha, I generally try to be a happy person, and I uber-hate confrontations. But sometimes rainbows and fucking glitter have to take a backseat to fire and brimstone and the half-evil side of me coming out (Mr Realist thinks I need a 333 tattoo). It's why I'm
romantically involved with Kisha's B&M Monday. I save up some nuggets of brimstone and tongues of flame, and let them all go on Mondays. It's a perfect fucking day to bitch. Mondays suck most of the time.

I really don't have much to Bitch and Moan about today, LDs.

With the exception that I smashed my left middle finger on Friday trying to be generous and donate stuff to our local Salvation Army. Those bin lids are fucking. heavy.

My finger's all swollen up, the nail is an interesting shade of purple, and I just want to cut the fucker off...but Vicodin's been my friend, LDs.

My sweet, sweet friend.

So typing? I'm learning how to use my ring finger for the E and the D keys. I should have left all my lovely lovely typos in this postie so you could see how bad it is. :)

The good thing about this? Lots and lots of sympathy from Mr Realist.

And I'm milking that part, LDs. With some chocolate syrup.

How was your Independence Day weekend? And your Monday?

Tell us all about it.

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Your injured
Ms Dreamer

1 comment:

  1. Ouch! So not cool about the finger. I once slammed my finger between the wall and the safe door at work (a big heavy safe door). I swear I get twinges when it rains.

    My monday hasn't been too bad at all... I got some quality time with the Halfling via ultrasound, and got some super creepy pics of him/her to post later.


Be safe out there.