ZoomZoom
No, I'm not getting a new car. Bessie the Banged-Up Escort Wagon is sticking with me for a while.
I am getting an new puter. I finally found a good deal at Dell and I'm going for it it tomorrow. I am so excited to buy a new computer that has never been looked upon by my exhusband, nor even been partially paid for by him.
It's all mine.
It's surprising how much this stuff means to me. It shouldn't mean that much, but it's like a sort of declaration of independence.
And this is also just in time because I would like to be able to play The Sims 2 without having to go to my sister's house, a place at which I am sure I'll soon be persona non grata.
Colorful Language
Reflecting on the usage of such colorful phrases, I have to give props to my parental units. It was from them that I learned such phrases as
Slower than molasses in January
You've got more excuses than Carter's got pills
Are you just going to sit there like a lump on a log?
You can kiss me at my highest point when I'm bending over pickin strawberries
Useless as the t*ts on a boar pig
That Democrat would sell his own mother for votes!
It's colder than a wh*re's dream out here!
And miscellaneous other phrases. Thank you, my parental units.
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