For the past few years, my cousin Mike has been telling me that i need to have my own Cable Access TV show. I've always just nodded my head and been like 'yeah' thought about it a minute or two, smiled and went about my day.
This morning, started out pretty normal. Woke up at 5:45 or so took my Synthryoid and went back to bed after feeding Cullen because he wouldn't shut up. I grabbed my phone because i had my alarm sit on it. My alarm is the opening music for Star Wars.
Then i wake up at 10, with a phone call, My ringtone is this awesome happy techno song.
(a good song)
It's amber. She sounds very frustrated and annoyed. But i didn't ask about it, because i figured she'd tell me about it when she got home. so i woke up, peed, then took my pills. Then i had to call Generose because my Lamictal perscription was never given to me. Those silly doctors.
That's when the fun started.
Today, i am making a home made pizza. I make AWESOME crust. I have a super secret recipie (that i found online) then i convert it to make it my own. I put in herbs and spinach. It's really good!! So, i am starting to look around the house for the ingredients.
I plug in my ipod and start to Jam. I think it was some random punk song. I can't remember. I found the flour....there's 3 different flours. There's whole weat, bread flower and AP flour. I didn't know what one to grab... plus...i can't freakin' reach it. My hands were still numb from sleeping on my arms wrong. So, i jump up and just hit it down.
Not the best idea i've ever had. It landed on the floor... but it didn't pop open. Thank god. That's when i realized i could have stood on a stool or chair to get it. so i laughed, then i went about my day trying to get the ingredients.
That's when i notice, i've been dancing all morning. I never dance any more. Man, oh man! i was shaking my hiney. I dance like people danced in the 80's and 90's. I don't do this modern stuff i see at high school proms and what not. That's just plain old immoral. You should not dance like that unless you're home and it's your boyfriend's birthday or something so you surprise him by acting like a whore. Teen age boys like whores. It's proven by science. I know this. I'm a scientist.
Then i thought maybe i should get a cooking show. But, not on like food network, it'll have to be on HBO. I swear a lot and make hilarious faces.
So, i made my flour and managed to add too much water. So the crust is sticking to my hand and it's just gross. I start pretending to be someone who is stuck in quick sand and can't get out. also, the quick sand is radioactive sludge, that's why i was going 'it burns aaaaaaaaah'.
Cullen the cat is just sitting there staring at me with his head turned to the side. It was so cute.
I had to stop making my 'Za because i couldn't find a rolling pin or cutting board. So i'll wait till amber gets home to show me.
I think i need a reality TV show, because my whole day is like this. I drop things, make funny faces, i dance like an old man and play in radioactive quick sand.
YES I'M FAMOUS
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