Did I watch all three presidential debates IN THEIR ENTIRETY?
Did I reward myself for this beefy feat by making a shirt?
(Enthusiasm for Such A Nasty Woman will soon die down and the phrase will inevitably be filed somewhere between Eat My Shorts and Where’s The Beef. Until that happens? I’ll be over here voting.)
NaBloPoMo will be kicking off one week from today and I’m already releasing myself from it if it does not serve me and I’m forgiving myself for failing. Yoga and Jesus, my friends. Yoga and Jesus. (That might be my next shirt.)
10 thoughts on “Despair Bowels”
I’m picturing Jesus doing sun salutations on water.
Nasty women VOTE!!!!
I watched all FOUR debates. Then I made myself feel better by watching the SNL debate skits.
I will feel MUCH better November 9.
Dude. I’ve spent the past three months completely pissed off that I’m not in Ireland. (My other self is living in a tiny cottage on King’s Island somewhere not far from St. Mary’s and the Potato Market, drinking gallons of rooibos tea and eating kilos of flourless cake and spending every weekend tromping around The Burren with a flask of hot Jameson and an Irish Wolfhound.)
You can sell that shirt and put both girls and the cats through college.
Yoga and Jesus is a good life plan. Along with chocolate. Chocolate, yoga, and Jesus.
“Yoga and Jesus, my friends. Yoga and Jesus.”
This made me laugh out loud – keep bringing the joy :)
My other self is definitely 100% on a couch, reading a romance novel. Then a cheerful memoir, then a heart wrenching true crime.
The things you choose to write about make me think you are my favorite person I don’t actually know. Can’t wait for NaBloPoMo!
My other self is sitting on a secluded beach in Tahiti, waiting for me to FINALLY get myself there. Wait patiently, my friend/self! It will be a l-o-n-g time…
Given that I’m commenting without having read your latest entry, forgive the following if your latest entry reported that you lost you hands in a freak loom accident while weaving, and NaBloPoMo is just a painful memory.
If it’s any inventive to get you to write everyday, I’ll tell you some stories, serial-style, in your comments section to keep you motivated. It’s almost the least I can do.
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