hurtin’
By shag carpet bomb • Feb 19th, 2008 • Category: Training Journalman. I just sat here for an hour mawing (mauing? rhymes with chowing) down some green beans, sausage, cheese, and tomato sauce — my impromptu casserole because we didn’t go shopping and the pickens are slim — in terms of quickie meals. I listened to the aspiring Liars In Chief saying the most idiotic shit. God, I wish I had the text of Obama’s speech because, at one point, he was trying to say what was going to happen, what would need to be done, and he kept talking round and round never saying anything. How can anyone with a brain stand to listen to him? He never says anything. And then! the part about how, if you do work for your country, you’ll get an education. Oh. Just fuck you in the ear Obama. Fuck you in the ear. What a bunch of bassakwards rightwing communitarian bullshit he spews. Anyway, I sat here, zoning out, reading blogs. Finally got up. This shaggy bitch is a hurtin’ puppyl I hadn’t intended to do kickboxing but my favorite instructor was there and I was there and getting bored with the elliptical, so I said, hell. I’m there. My kickboxing partner thought I was crazy because she saw me come in from the elliptical, already sweaty. Why why why are you going to go through this. Truth be told: I have a wicked crush on my instructor. God I love her. I barely talk to her, I just love the way she looks.
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