Sometimes I think people don't believe me when I say that my head just goes off on its own. Here is a little snippet of what went on in my head this morning between the 6:30 and 6:45.
- What is that infernal music? Oh, it's my cell phone alarm.
- Why is it so freakin cold in here?
- Who didn't flush the toilet?
- Ooh, I wonder if it's still snowing.
- I wish I could have a snow day to play with the boys.
- This shampoo is stinging my eyes.
- Damn I forgot to wash my face in the shower.
- Where's the pimple medicine and I need more eyecream.
- Coffeee - I neeeed coffeeeee!
- Why does this coffee taste like dirt.
- Dirt smells nice - I wonder if that cologne that smells like dirt is still around.
- Am I going to have to hang up that hall organizer myself?
- How long is that going to take?
- You know, snow makes it seem less gloomy.
- I hope this is a short Monday.
- Gawd, I have to work with that awful person today and her voice is like nails on a chalkboard.
- Ugh - it's Monday!
so you hear the voices too, huh? hahaha...
Posted by: mel | January 24, 2007 at 11:16 PM
Demeter makes that perfume that smells like dirt. It's called...heh..."Dirt."
Posted by: Amy | January 25, 2007 at 08:47 PM