WebKittyn Warbles

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Tell-tale Signs

This horseshit of the past few entries seems to have gotten to me.

How do I know this?

**I spent the entire day in the living room watching three nights of DVR-d season premieres.

This is very much not me, I get bored when I'm just sitting there watching television, I have to be doing something else. I never sit around during the day and watch tv, it's a waste of time for me. But there I sat today, feeling tense and not wanting to be anywhere else but on the living room floor with the beasties watching tv. Hell, I even watched (and teared up over) Ghost Whisperer (I am a loser).

(if talk of pot offends you, skip the next part) **I managed to lose a bag of weed. I have never in my life lost a bag of weed.

I was on the phone with my mother, I don't remember what I came in here for, I think it was to see if Jeckles had told me to go fark myself because the Jets are going to win on the 2nd, but I came in here for a second. Grabbed a little bag of weed out of the purple weed box. Went back into the living room with the phone. Went over to the couch to see if the Shitten had once again wriggled his ass behind the cushions and was stuck. Went back to sitting spot on floor and poof - the bag of weed was nowhere to be found.

Now there may be those of you saying 'hey dumbass, you can't find your pot because you smoke too much farken' pot' but that's not true. What I puff a day is less than people spend on latte or a hot dog off a truck in ny city. And I don't lose weed, if anything I squirrel it away.

But somehow, in a state of total braindead unawareness, I managed to lose a bag of weed from room one to room two with one stop at the couch.

I only get feeble when really stressed.

I think I'm going to go back into the living room and take the night off from the world. Watch a few movies or something spiffy and regenerate.

I don't like being feeble.

Warbled by WebKittyn at 06:09 pm in

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