Sunday, March 1, 2009

I have no nerves left... I am tattered and frayed

And if i have to hear "So we can't get a hold of the guy from Sweden?" one more fucking time in that grating condescending tone I am going to bribe Nyxie to make me a proper prison shank and debate on using it on the worthy. Hell I may invite her alter ego to tap dance on someones soul for me...you up for it Chaos? I'll bake cookies...
I am tired... I am frayed.. my edges are worn and yet I still go on. I am dragging ever more slightly that usual and find my tolerance limit is ebbing....or is it just that intelligent, competent people are the exception?
Fuck it I want Pizza.. anyone want some?

3 comments:

  1. bad day, huh?

    I'm too tired to tapdance on anyone's soul today, perhaps tomorrow I'll be up for it ;)

    You delivering the pizza?

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  2. Honey invites are always welcome and replied to and of course there is Fed Ex. Lately I am always tired, always frayed.. always worn down...
    Gotta pay the cost to be the boss

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  3. I blame the yoga. Yoga is bad for you. :P

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