Do You Want Some Cheese with that Whine?
I'm depressed, great welled up tears spilling onto my already soaked pillow depressed. The kind of depressed that is usually accompanied by music... Hey where's my music?
*soft forlorn song begins to quietly play*
Much better.
Ten years I've waited for this. TEN YEARS. And what happens now? I can't go. Nope, if there was any hope of making an appearance it's gone now. And why is it gone, because I've got this tiny creation who just might have waited a millennia or so that has decided to pick the end of July as his/her moment of appearance.
*throwing myself back on the bed*
Ten years! I'll bet no one will even remember me in 20.
The cosmos is out to get me again, it likes doing that you know. It thinks it's funny. Well I don't and I was rather looking forward to my High School Reunion.
But no... It's been scheduled for July 25th and I've got this bundle of love promising to make it's debut 3 days later.
So, *sniffles* I've got to stay here and wait for pain. I'll bet everyone eats yummy food and laughs and has an all around good time and I'll be sitting at home... FAT and SWEATY.
*sigh* Utah in July would be wonderful, I might have even managed to make it in time for the Pioneer Day celebrations. Not now though.
You know who I'm blaming this on? I think I'll blame it on my brother. Yes, I haven't blamed him for anything lately and since I was living with him when I graduated it's definitely got to be his fault somehow.
*wipes away a few tears*
I think I'll even go call him and tell him just how sad he's made me. He ought to know, it's just wrong not to inform people when they've gone and cut you to the bone like this.
You can stop playing the music now.
*music stops suddenly*
Thanks much.
*soft forlorn song begins to quietly play*
Much better.
Ten years I've waited for this. TEN YEARS. And what happens now? I can't go. Nope, if there was any hope of making an appearance it's gone now. And why is it gone, because I've got this tiny creation who just might have waited a millennia or so that has decided to pick the end of July as his/her moment of appearance.
*throwing myself back on the bed*
Ten years! I'll bet no one will even remember me in 20.
The cosmos is out to get me again, it likes doing that you know. It thinks it's funny. Well I don't and I was rather looking forward to my High School Reunion.
But no... It's been scheduled for July 25th and I've got this bundle of love promising to make it's debut 3 days later.
So, *sniffles* I've got to stay here and wait for pain. I'll bet everyone eats yummy food and laughs and has an all around good time and I'll be sitting at home... FAT and SWEATY.
*sigh* Utah in July would be wonderful, I might have even managed to make it in time for the Pioneer Day celebrations. Not now though.
You know who I'm blaming this on? I think I'll blame it on my brother. Yes, I haven't blamed him for anything lately and since I was living with him when I graduated it's definitely got to be his fault somehow.
*wipes away a few tears*
I think I'll even go call him and tell him just how sad he's made me. He ought to know, it's just wrong not to inform people when they've gone and cut you to the bone like this.
You can stop playing the music now.
*music stops suddenly*
Thanks much.
Comments
They'll all remember and recognise you...but you may not remember or recognise them! Some people mutate over ten-twenty years into old people/aliens. Not you!
Oooh, I'd be so excited to go through that again. Especially since that was baby #1 and this is #4.
;) How was that for tossing you under?
Plus I might have to endure more gory details from that husband of yours about what it's like to be "clipped." He's bound and determined that I as his little sister need to understand what he's been through... I'm not so interested. lol
sorry.
*bows head in humility*