Woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Literally. Was very confused when alarm sounded and had to pull self free of down comforters and sheets and grope to the other side of the bed. Could not, for anything figure out why had slept on the wrong side of the bed. Until I saw Reluctant Kitten. Stretched out to full length, sprawling with one white paw to each in each direction, Her Royal Highness had taken my side of the bed. Now, ordinarily, should someone be taking up residence there (be it friend, boyfriend, sibling), yours truly would get severely agitated. But RK is just so damn cute. So, instead of jabbing her with an elbow (as would do to other invaders) scratched her little white tummy, rolled over and went back to sleep.
Apparently, also woke up on the ugly side of the bed. Have spent morning avoiding bathroom mirrors and anywhere might happen to run into Indie Rock Boy. As it is, even on days when have not waken to find that have been beaten by the ugly stick, find strange inability to keep eye contact with him and even find that am unable to speak. What gives? Suddenly shy?? Rendered speechless? This girl? Some would find that impossible to believe. Am one such person. Ah, the unexplainable things in life.
Like intermittent bursts of ugly.
I find that very hard to believe.
Posted by: Frankenstein at April 2, 2003 09:59 AMYou have nothing to worry about, Fish.
Ugliness can be temporary, but stupid is forever.
So you're still ahead of the game! Good luck!
Posted by: Texas T-bone at April 2, 2003 10:01 AMhaving seen you with my own four eyes I find these claims of physical ineptitude to be highly exaggerated.
just remember... what would Christina Aguilera say? "You are beautiful... no matter what they say..." heehee!! have a great day gorgeous!!
Posted by: Ari at April 2, 2003 10:01 AMFunny how pets can almost always get away with things we'd never allow our human counterparts. My dog just has to look at me with her sad face, and I immediately forgive her for almost anything.
Posted by: windowsill wendy at April 2, 2003 10:01 AMGilbert told Josie that being smart is better than being pretty.
Even better when you are smart AND pretty like you, fish.
and you TOTALLY rock for quoting Anne of Green Gables. Which makes me think I know you... WHO ARE YOU, Mushu??!
Posted by: Fish at April 2, 2003 10:43 AMOh my Fish. If you were here, I would slap that beautiful face of yours. But I know what you mean. My hair is something out of Little Shop of Horrors this morning.
Posted by: Joe CuttheShit at April 2, 2003 10:44 AMugh... waking up ugly is the worst.
well... waking up fat is worse.
i only wake up thin and beautiful with perfect hair on days its a garauntee i will not get out of sweatpants.
Posted by: chevy at April 2, 2003 10:58 AMAri, that Christina Aguilera song is permanently stuck in my head now. :)
Posted by: windowsill wendy at April 2, 2003 11:37 AMif not for an occasional "off" day would we ever revel in the perfect hair day?
Posted by: vectorgirl at April 2, 2003 12:02 PMThere are perfect hair days?
Posted by: Jennifer at April 2, 2003 01:55 PMi am jealous of animals. i mean, if i shit on my mother's couch i think she'd have me committed, but when the dog does it... it's cute?
Posted by: mark at April 2, 2003 02:21 PMeew! I didn't say if she shit on my bed, it would be cute!
Posted by: Fish at April 2, 2003 02:24 PMfish, if the ugly stick got anywhere near you, it would be charmed into showering you with compliments and backing away slowly.
trust me. i'm with the government. we know such things.
Posted by: k at April 2, 2003 05:45 PMthat's why I shave my head. Bad hair days begone!
On the other note, Fish, I understand. I usually wake up with my wife's cat on my feet while she has absconded with the covers and managed to shove me far enough over that I've got nightstand creases in my face...
Ah to be young and unfettered...