Tuesday, April 11, 2006

April is the cruelest month...

why???????????????????

I truly have exhibited to the gods that I know how to sleep, so I see no need for them to bless me with it in the middle of the afternoon while I'm trying to watch Sweet Home Alabama, or before eleven pm last night (shortly after I posted last, whenever that was...) and until 9 this morning. Perhaps they have my address transposed with Babelbabe's, she's the one who craves sleep!

Apparently this heartache is not going to dredge itself out by
  • prayer, the purchase of an Easter dress, the watching of quality chick flick, or the passing of such wonderful days as
  • the Jokefest
  • H's birthday
  • Palm Sunday
  • The Drivelversary.

UGH! It's not that I hate all men, just the one who kissed me 17 years ago. Hate, actually, is a very strong word. And, not the opposite of love. Disdain, then, is what I harbor for the man who five-timed me and instead of being my prom date took the girl that warned me he would drop me for the next pretty thing.

Poetry writing may ensue...we've got to unearth this root and wash that man outta my hair!

Oh, and somehow there's no connection live with Blogger.com.

9 comments:

Joke said...

Have you considered an excorcism?

-J.

blackbird said...

for many years, at my house, April is the cruelest month...
and this one seems to be living up to it.

wilsonian said...

The only thing that has worked for me is to see them 20 years later fat and bald... but you can't count on that.

I'm sorry for your pain.

Sarah Louise said...

Like the taxi driver in "13 going on thirty"? (SL writes to Erin, who watches few movies...)

I'll get through--it's gonna take a rototiller, but I'll clear this unplowed ground (see Hosea 10:12)!

Joke said...

1- Jokefest cannot help you from a distance. One must attend and have cocktails and yummy food.

2- If you are dancing around your garret, singing "I Will Survive!" you will worry me to no end.

-J.

Sarah Louise said...

J-

As if!

SL

I have more important things to do, like sing the Itsby Bitsy Spider with babies and their mothers!!

wilsonian said...

I'm just hopeless... sorry... even with your clue, I didn't get it LOL!

Joke said...

I'm glad you prefer Itsy Bitsy Spider to Eensy Weensy Spider.

Death before disco,

-J.

Sarah Louise said...

Y'know, I hadn't thought about it until you just mentioned it. Yes, I prefer Itsy bitsy. We also sing about the Great Big Spider (his jealous big brother).

The disco comment is lost on me (I'm too young, she protests...)

SL