Well shit, I knew I was a woman of various strange, weird, and wonderful powers .......... but affecting someone's dream-state from 30 miles away is a little much, even for me! I don't do dream interpretations and I don't like the sound of this one. But being the daredevil
"You were with another man and I didn't like it!"
Bloody Hell!! I work 12 hour swing shift with a fair amount of overtime and if I do have a day off he's either at the house or calling me or wanting to know where I've been. It's not like I have a lot of time or opportunity PLUS the last time I checked there wasn't a large demand for women who are 50,
Now I don't know if he's done something naughty and is worried about retribution (squeaky wheel and all that) or if he's just lost his ever loving mind. I'm not a trusting sort to begin with and this has made me all suspicious and shit.
Maybe I should be looking for a new feller, just in case? Hey, it's like window shopping:
LOOKING'S FREE, IT'S WHEN YOU GO TO HANDLING THE MERCHANDISE AND TRYING THINGS ON FOR SIZE THAT YOU GET INTO TROUBLE!
Besides, if I'm going to be considered guilty I ought to do the crime.
Actually, what I ought to do is load up and disappear for a week or so. Let everyone have time to get their shit together and me time to mellow out. Any of y'all got a spare bed?
PS...all the images were made with Typo Generator, you ought to go check it out.
2 comments:
I have a spare futon that hardly counts as a bed, and is covered with cat hair, and possibly worse - but you're welcome to it if you can tolerate the smell! ;)
Hey, don't underestimate yourself. In the interest of defending a lady's honor, I got into it with this lame, creepy, fat-hating, woman-hating, insulting cockpunch. After that I needed a big ole dose of Junebugg. You always make me feel better somehow. Thanks :)
Keep him on his toes and retain your mystery is what I say!
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