Happiness Isn’t Happiness Without A Violin Playing Goat*

Friday

Full day of work including putting check into the bank.–$more than the last paycheck.
One fat/phat Theta burger with very salty fries.–$8.00
One Hillbilly hair makeover that was a success.–$95.00
One viewing of Baby Mater. –baby onesies to be delivered soon–$more than 8 dollars

Friday night alone with the computer matching system, a bottle of very chilled wine and Julia Roberts in Notting Hill*—priceless**

**Priceless a.k.a. sad and ridiculous

I’m feeling sad and lonely today. Good LORD, it cannot be the PMS…or can it? I’d hate to go at least two weeks without that bitch arriving…so maybe. whatever.
I am feeling sad and lonely. No incredible insight into it. No deep dark rationale or secret longings to expose. Just a little sad. And a little lonely.

If only I could find my violin playing goat….and my wagon wheel coffee table.

That’d be real nice.

This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Happiness Isn’t Happiness Without A Violin Playing Goat*

  1. Kizz says:

    I don’t know, I started bleeding very early this morning so you might have PMS. I mean, I MIGHT be that psychically powerful, you never know.

  2. Gertrude Jane Kennedy says:

    Right here with you. Watching the same movie, bleeding, obsessing.
    Love from the Village to the Frontier.
    Not so far away after all.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *