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Dec. 12th, 2003 01:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wickedfleaGood lord. I have that "Oh Susanna" song in my head. HOW did this happen?!? And WHY?
I think there's something wrong with my thinker lately. I keep coming up with the wrong words. Like a couple of weeks ago my friend sent me link to a picture of her friend Henry and two other people, and I typed back to her, "Is that Henry with the day?" What I meant to say was "with the hat." HAT does not equal DAY. WTF? Then earlier this week I was telling this friend about my plans for the Christmas party at work. "Yeah, I usually skip it, because I always have the excuse that I'm heading out of time." TOWN. I meant to say "heading out of TOWN." What's up with that? Pretty soon I'll be talking like Steve Martin taught me the language. "May I mombo dogface to the banana patch?"
I haven't decided when I'm heading home for Christmas. I was thinking about leaving on Friday the 19th, but now I'm thinking I'll wait until the next Tuesday or so. Don't know when I'm gonna be where yet either. I think my grandmother's going to go to my mom's in Chattanooga and we'll have Christmas there, but I'll still have to go to Starkville to see my dad. He's having a couple of minor surgical procedures on the 29th, so I know I'll need to be there then. Garrrgggh. Not sure how long I'll take off either. I gotta get this shit figgered out yo.
I think there's something wrong with my thinker lately. I keep coming up with the wrong words. Like a couple of weeks ago my friend sent me link to a picture of her friend Henry and two other people, and I typed back to her, "Is that Henry with the day?" What I meant to say was "with the hat." HAT does not equal DAY. WTF? Then earlier this week I was telling this friend about my plans for the Christmas party at work. "Yeah, I usually skip it, because I always have the excuse that I'm heading out of time." TOWN. I meant to say "heading out of TOWN." What's up with that? Pretty soon I'll be talking like Steve Martin taught me the language. "May I mombo dogface to the banana patch?"
I haven't decided when I'm heading home for Christmas. I was thinking about leaving on Friday the 19th, but now I'm thinking I'll wait until the next Tuesday or so. Don't know when I'm gonna be where yet either. I think my grandmother's going to go to my mom's in Chattanooga and we'll have Christmas there, but I'll still have to go to Starkville to see my dad. He's having a couple of minor surgical procedures on the 29th, so I know I'll need to be there then. Garrrgggh. Not sure how long I'll take off either. I gotta get this shit figgered out yo.
