Did you ever feel like you're being punked? Is that even still a thing? Or maybe like you're on Candid Camera, because it's all just major brands of nuttiness?
Except I do lately.
Here's an update:
** I think I have narcolepsy. Or maybe mono. I've been exhausted for the past two weeks. Yawning all the time. My whole body is wiped out. Which one of you has been Frenching me without my knowledge?
** The Bearded Iris & I will be announcing the winners of Craft Whores on Saturday. We know we said today, but due to unforeseen circumstances, we're still tallying votes.
** I got the most crazy ass racist robocall from a white supremacist environmentalist running for Congress. I'm not erasing the message because I am pretty sure it's evidence of a hate crime.
** I read an article in Forbes about Millennials & cars & how they refuse to get their licenses unless they get the car if their dreams. AND THE PARENTS BUY THEM. I'm still trying not to beat the shit out of every Millennial I run across. I'm not sure who they are. But I want no part of them.
** I am so tired & wiped out I typed this on my phone because I was too tired to turn on my computer.
I miss you all so much. Except for the French- kissing mono spreader.
Eh. I even miss you.
PS Posts coming up about: My maybe getting my water aerobics instructor fired; the jackass at the Smithsonian; a book that enraged me. INTRIGUED?