It’s starting to get to me….
Friday, May 20th, 2005Okay, I think I’m going to need oxygen soon. In less than 24 hours - LESS THAN TWENTY-FOUR HOURS - I will be at the Webs tent sale. I can’t bear the suspense. My sister is actually coming up from Pennsylvania (read: MIDDLE OF FREAKING EAST CUPCAKE WHERE YOU CAN’T FIND AN LYS TO SAVE YOUR LIFE) for this SEX (SEX: Stash Enhancement Expedition get your mind out of the gutter…ew) AND is staying at my house tonight so she can drag my sorry ass out of bed at freaking 7 am ON A SATURDAY so we can get the best stuff. Little does she know that it’s not going to be so hard to get me up and going (however, if I allow her to believe this I will get coffee made for me and no one will talk to me until I tell them it is safe. I’m not so stoopid as I look) and I’m not above elbowing her scrawny arse out of my way to get to the silk (I’m allergic to Alpaca - yes it sucks to be me because for some reason the most popular wool/silk blend is AL-FREAKING-PACA AND SILK which just ruins my life - and all my friends think mohair is too ’scratchy’ which narrows my gift-giving scope just a titch).
OHmyGod I think I’m going to have to start counting the minutes.
