It’s a new day
Spring is finally here. The sky is blue … the birds are singing … the daffodils are in bloom … and yesterday’s grumpiness has faded away. I’m not skipping through the flowers yet — but I did enjoy a great shower dance to the Stones’ “Rocks off” this morning.
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Labels: shower dance
posted by Cup @ 10:17 AM
10 comments
10 Comments:
Welcome back.
Sometimes we just need a whiny bitch session to get the nasty out of our souls ... although I'm still frustrated at my desk ...
You and me both, sister. It seems like my job lately is annoying, pointless little tasks broken up by bouts of neurotic screaming. --It's a hoot.
I would recommend Effexor to you both.
Is that coming from experience, Mr. J?
Crikey; I did write an antidepressant commercial, didn't I?
Whatever. I just don't care about anything anymore.
Think of the hippo swallowing the midget, Paul, and you start to care again — without drugs.
I just said the same thing to my co-worker. My day picked way up after that.
You have my permission to run that story on your blog. I'll save my comments for Crabapple Cove.
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