More Facebook
Well now, this takes the cake. I went over to FB yesterday thinking I would send my daughter-in-law a hibiscus. Wouldn't she laugh!
Guess what? It costs A DOLLAR to send a hibiscus!! A DOLLAR!
Now I'm going to tell you this right now, dear reader. If you're thinking of sending me any flowers or coffee or "karma" from Facebook, just mail me the dollar, okay? Just the dollar is fine. You can even send it without a stamp and I'll pay for it when it gets here.
HOW'S THAT FOR GRACIOUS GIFT ACCEPTANCE?
One more thing: I was perusing a friend's "profile"and it says up in the corner (as I'm sure it does for everyone)---SUGGEST SOME FRIENDS FOR XXXXXXXXXXXXX.
THIS PATHETIC HUMAN BEING IS DESPERATELY SEEKING ANYONE TO TALK TO AT ANY TIME!
PLEASE RACK (AND/OR WRACK) YOUR BRAIN AND SEE IF THERE ISN'T SOME POOR SOUL THAT YOU KNOW WHO COULD DO A GOOD DEED---EVEN ONE FRIEND WILL HELP!
You start to feel ashamed of yourself for only having 20 friends. Some people have hundreds or I suppose even thousands. I HAVE A THOUSAND FRIENDS ON FACEBOOK. I AM QUEEN AND WILL SMITE YOU.
Other news Chez Motew this morning is from the Medium Sized Appliance Requiring Huge Expenditure category. The pump, which is attached to my well, which is attached to the rolling gerbil ball, is being fixed!!! Oh god, I pray for it. To think of taking a shower without worrying every second that the water will fade out is a fantasy.
This is not my well (as far as I know). I have been prepared during each and every shampoo to cover myself with something, jump in the car, and drive to my girlfriend's house. Arriving in the middle of a dinner party in that fashion makes me want to write a scene like that. OH well, sometime.
It's hot and at night I face the Air Conditioner Option.
I don't like sleeping with it on because I hear voices in it. Not Son of Sam voices (BECKY! GO KILL BOB NEXT DOOR! USE A BLENDER!), just normal voices, like on TV and sometimes opera singers. And I can never quite hear what they're saying. It's frustrating. Also it's freezing cold and my face is cold and my nose and I think what the heck, it's summer and I'm freezing.
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