New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Little Squaw's Horrible Mixed Up Day...

I woke up this morning to the sound of my clock radio chirping about the Yankees losing last night. UGH. Then as I am turning it off my hand hits my jewelry holder and it goes flying. UGH #2.

So I climb out of bed, turn on the light and manage to find everything that was on my jewelry holder, i.e. wedding rings, earings, cross necklace, etc...

Shower, blow dry, dress...go to put my jewelry on and as I am putting the second earing (earings which were a gift from Gilly a long long time ago) and it goes flying out of my hand onto the floor. I end up getting on my hands and knees to crawl around and try to find it.

Eventually I had to give up because I had to leave.

Fed the monkeys and ran out the door.

Drove to the bus hopped out of the car...got to line, looked in my bag and realized that my new book wasn't in there. Ran back to the car and it was not there either. UGH #3.

When the bus arrives I thought to myself, "Well you know it could be worse. I need to just shake this off."

Then it got worse. You see, Gilly's been in Philly all this week. When he left on Sunday he got me all worked up regarding his concern about me being home alone. Which for the record is why I am currently sleeping with an baseball bat AND a loaded 38. I kid you not Gilly made me load the gun before he left.

Mind you the gun doesn't have a safety. I have it in it's plastic case (barrel pointing away from me) and the case is under Gilly's pillow.

Anywho...because he got me all worked up I also locked a bunch of internal doors which normally don't get locked AND which I don't carry the keys for.

Well I was sitting on the bus and it occured to me that yes, things could get worse! I didn't unlock one of the internal doors which I exited from today and as a result I was locked out of the house.

I call my brother to ask him if he had the key to our front door (I don't carry it) and if he could go into the house and unlock the door I didn't have a key to. But my brother had the same set of keys that I was carrying so he couldn't help me out. My next plan was to get a set of bolt cutters to cut the chain of one of the internal doors that I had locked.

Are you getting the picture?

Long story short Gilly's parents have the right set of keys so they drove an hour to unlock the locks for me.

I am hoping that this is an example of some of my good karma bouncing back to me.

Thank goodness.

I am going to bed now but I am NOT locking any of those other doors.

posted by JustKeepMum on 10:16 PM