The Bastards Found Me!
I got a thing for my 10 year class reuinion. ugh. $20.00 a head to go to Timbers for cocktails & hour d'ourves. And they included some crazy 'survey' that asks if I have a significant other and/or kids. What my favorite High School memory was and what my favorite post-High School memory was. HUH?? Bleh. For $20? No sir. Not unless I had some really good shit to rub their noses in. Like say, fame and fortune for starters.
Really, I have my mother to thank. They sent the shit to her and she was more than eager to forward it to me. Crazy Cool, non? I think not.
I really don't see myself getting my panties in that much of a bind-- Paying $20.00 so that I can go there and feel awkward and have inner monologues about how petty and irritating I find most of those people. Look at her, she really thinks she's something else, but she doesn't know shit about anything. Look at her with her husband and 3.5 kids. Bet she thinks she's got it made. But lemme tell ya, that baby fat does nothing for her.. etc.... . . . .
And that's just mean. And not very Buddhist. So I'm going to avoid the situation altogether.
Really, I have my mother to thank. They sent the shit to her and she was more than eager to forward it to me. Crazy Cool, non? I think not.
I really don't see myself getting my panties in that much of a bind-- Paying $20.00 so that I can go there and feel awkward and have inner monologues about how petty and irritating I find most of those people. Look at her, she really thinks she's something else, but she doesn't know shit about anything. Look at her with her husband and 3.5 kids. Bet she thinks she's got it made. But lemme tell ya, that baby fat does nothing for her.. etc.... . . . .
And that's just mean. And not very Buddhist. So I'm going to avoid the situation altogether.
posted by Sonny Shine at 7:01 PM
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