Be alone in the house on a gloomy Friday morning.
Be very involved in creating a newsletter that really should have been sent out yesterday.
Feel something cold and wet apply itself to the little space where your sweater has risen up above the waistband of your jeans.
Scream loud and long enough that the dog won't come out of the bedroom no matter how long you apologize.
Friday, January 05, 2007
New Ways To Have a Big Damn Heart Attack
Posted by Liz at 5:20 PM
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