| anne_nahm ( @ 2008-04-22 05:32:00 |
Somewhere Between Being Hip & Just Breaking One
Something about people mentioning Twitter makes me want to pull my stretch pants up under my boobs* and scream out the window, "Get your damn twittering off my lawn!" Then go hit the early bird special. Those crazy kids.
In other news, I got very lonely to talk to real live people. About anything not related to parenting. My lame dinner parties weren't giving me any satisfaction. Possibly because I kept slapping guests with my white leather glove and saying, "I demand satisfaction!"** What did happen was most people looked at me funny and left.
Except that girl who slapped me back and then got naked. Failure all around.
Something about people mentioning Twitter makes me want to pull my stretch pants up under my boobs* and scream out the window, "Get your damn twittering off my lawn!" Then go hit the early bird special. Those crazy kids.
In other news, I got very lonely to talk to real live people. About anything not related to parenting. My lame dinner parties weren't giving me any satisfaction. Possibly because I kept slapping guests with my white leather glove and saying, "I demand satisfaction!"** What did happen was most people looked at me funny and left.
Except that girl who slapped me back and then got naked. Failure all around.